<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097</id><updated>2011-12-06T00:24:08.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUMMY'S      LITTLE PEANUT</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-1353072915038571354</id><published>2011-12-05T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T00:24:08.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Trafford Centre in Manchester (18th August)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N903VIyDqho/Tt3Le1ox-gI/AAAAAAAABFs/pZ6iaxLmFLQ/s1600/DSC02141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N903VIyDqho/Tt3Le1ox-gI/AAAAAAAABFs/pZ6iaxLmFLQ/s320/DSC02141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682922035466074626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strutting along Manchester like she owns it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_sjA1fn0YAA/Tt3LiRb1utI/AAAAAAAABGc/1M6SX3v-tas/s1600/DSC02152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_sjA1fn0YAA/Tt3LiRb1utI/AAAAAAAABGc/1M6SX3v-tas/s320/DSC02152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682922094467594962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She begged to go on this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YvStuR2oZPM/Tt3LfI3Fc0I/AAAAAAAABF8/eG4B2y5tGzA/s1600/DSC02160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YvStuR2oZPM/Tt3LfI3Fc0I/AAAAAAAABF8/eG4B2y5tGzA/s320/DSC02160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682922040626344770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;professional Boatwoman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVSrtk2D3nM/Tt3LhWZPzqI/AAAAAAAABGQ/86f4thGKMSg/s1600/DSC02146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVSrtk2D3nM/Tt3LhWZPzqI/AAAAAAAABGQ/86f4thGKMSg/s320/DSC02146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682922078619029154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She drives like her Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DKkpUJ752U/Tt3MvtJAWqI/AAAAAAAABHA/5X9pK7fTCts/s1600/DSC02192a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DKkpUJ752U/Tt3MvtJAWqI/AAAAAAAABHA/5X9pK7fTCts/s320/DSC02192a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682923424754719394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She made a new friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dUjxESz4-o/Tt3MusvgYTI/AAAAAAAABG0/lZF4AxE4gAY/s1600/DSC02186a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dUjxESz4-o/Tt3MusvgYTI/AAAAAAAABG0/lZF4AxE4gAY/s320/DSC02186a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682923407467897138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheeky Bugger this lil one is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qnjx6O1985o/Tt3MudNYrCI/AAAAAAAABGo/FJoLxipMbIc/s1600/DSC02181a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qnjx6O1985o/Tt3MudNYrCI/AAAAAAAABGo/FJoLxipMbIc/s320/DSC02181a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682923403298253858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's Little Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PrkXm9ganCg/Tt3MwL97wYI/AAAAAAAABHM/NSSoXec-mgk/s1600/DSC02203a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PrkXm9ganCg/Tt3MwL97wYI/AAAAAAAABHM/NSSoXec-mgk/s320/DSC02203a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682923433029779842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sajuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JHqlB4uV0ok/Tt3MwhWSYZI/AAAAAAAABHY/_eA72LDwzh8/s1600/DSC02209a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JHqlB4uV0ok/Tt3MwhWSYZI/AAAAAAAABHY/_eA72LDwzh8/s320/DSC02209a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682923438769070482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like Father Like Daughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-1353072915038571354?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1353072915038571354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=1353072915038571354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1353072915038571354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1353072915038571354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-to-trafford-centre-in-manchester.html' title='Visit to Trafford Centre in Manchester (18th August)'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N903VIyDqho/Tt3Le1ox-gI/AAAAAAAABFs/pZ6iaxLmFLQ/s72-c/DSC02141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8082357226301130236</id><published>2011-12-05T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T23:54:22.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Chester Zoo (17th August)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x18ImR8Njpc/Tt3GOvKy_LI/AAAAAAAABFU/5abhFEj90q0/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7_xBy_C3va4/Tt3BzR24VPI/AAAAAAAABEA/dDnFrTk-_Yc/s320/DSC02113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682911391522510066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8082357226301130236?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8082357226301130236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8082357226301130236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8082357226301130236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8082357226301130236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-to-chester-zoo-17th-august.html' title='Visit to Chester Zoo (17th August)'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x18ImR8Njpc/Tt3GOvKy_LI/AAAAAAAABFU/5abhFEj90q0/s72-c/7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5467053199237533804</id><published>2011-12-05T22:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T23:13:04.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>London SeaLife Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qbysZ1cjT90/Tt277BIWqnI/AAAAAAAABB4/zPZx44yjXwM/s1600/DSC02050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qbysZ1cjT90/Tt277BIWqnI/AAAAAAAABB4/zPZx44yjXwM/s320/DSC02050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682904927401585266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--AR8YFWRsT4/Tt29g0rFUrI/AAAAAAAABCw/c1d1cnYCZbs/s1600/DSC02060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--AR8YFWRsT4/Tt29g0rFUrI/AAAAAAAABCw/c1d1cnYCZbs/s320/DSC02060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682906676404245170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nemo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-puPuWHqDzMs/Tt29h5YIf2I/AAAAAAAABC4/Qso_QO7hUDU/s1600/DSC02039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-puPuWHqDzMs/Tt29h5YIf2I/AAAAAAAABC4/Qso_QO7hUDU/s320/DSC02039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682906694846807906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Star Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8adXIWc1o18/Tt29ghxVnGI/AAAAAAAABCc/vc-mLaKJlPs/s1600/DSC02074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8adXIWc1o18/Tt29ghxVnGI/AAAAAAAABCc/vc-mLaKJlPs/s320/DSC02074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682906671330204770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Penguins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjpxEdCpEFE/Tt29iYRejgI/AAAAAAAABDE/Bu0ipJrgKsE/s1600/DSC02071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjpxEdCpEFE/Tt29iYRejgI/AAAAAAAABDE/Bu0ipJrgKsE/s320/DSC02071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682906703140392450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OC0VH2fDnqo/Tt2750zbhvI/AAAAAAAABBk/vwivfxUhnYA/s1600/DSC02043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OC0VH2fDnqo/Tt2750zbhvI/AAAAAAAABBk/vwivfxUhnYA/s320/DSC02043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682904906912728818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-370bWR5PNj4/Tt275i5OMcI/AAAAAAAABBU/Iiij0rignvE/s1600/DSC02038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-370bWR5PNj4/Tt275i5OMcI/AAAAAAAABBU/Iiij0rignvE/s320/DSC02038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682904902105182658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jellyfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FEawDaXnwkk/Tt2775brisI/AAAAAAAABCE/kBsCampQKWo/s1600/DSC02047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FEawDaXnwkk/Tt2775brisI/AAAAAAAABCE/kBsCampQKWo/s320/DSC02047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682904942515030722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy with Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5467053199237533804?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5467053199237533804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5467053199237533804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5467053199237533804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5467053199237533804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/12/london-sealife-aquarium.html' title='London SeaLife Aquarium'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qbysZ1cjT90/Tt277BIWqnI/AAAAAAAABB4/zPZx44yjXwM/s72-c/DSC02050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5665128590852670464</id><published>2011-12-05T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:49:05.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>London Trip 15-16 August</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TSY2tT9eE7Q/Tt2560aX21I/AAAAAAAABA8/cZzgoMDBKs4/s1600/DSC01998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TSY2tT9eE7Q/Tt2560aX21I/AAAAAAAABA8/cZzgoMDBKs4/s320/DSC01998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682902724964244306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The train ride begins....entertainment 1; the iTouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gy7ThynPhho/Tt256oYVRhI/AAAAAAAABAw/jsOYUEOHY8Q/s1600/DSC01992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gy7ThynPhho/Tt256oYVRhI/AAAAAAAABAw/jsOYUEOHY8Q/s320/DSC01992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682902721734460946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entertainment 2; The Dora Scribble pad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt18saFKddE/Tt257mnSXSI/AAAAAAAABBI/1z9XaYOEE0s/s1600/DSC02001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt18saFKddE/Tt257mnSXSI/AAAAAAAABBI/1z9XaYOEE0s/s320/DSC02001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682902738440183074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naturally you got bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YwYk6HO4z0w/Tt24G5HwqkI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/6NI1rmiSwf4/s1600/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YwYk6HO4z0w/Tt24G5HwqkI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/6NI1rmiSwf4/s320/DSC02012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682900733363530306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exhausted from the long train ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--aefnGMXylM/Tt24GcMKgjI/AAAAAAAAA_M/hRYRXmBDP18/s1600/DSC02008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--aefnGMXylM/Tt24GcMKgjI/AAAAAAAAA_M/hRYRXmBDP18/s320/DSC02008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682900725597372978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Euston Tube Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0czgq5loJXE/Tt24HSMNJdI/AAAAAAAAA_k/pJI2SRKWI6k/s1600/DSC02014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0czgq5loJXE/Tt24HSMNJdI/AAAAAAAAA_k/pJI2SRKWI6k/s320/DSC02014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682900740093060562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In London Chinatown....still exhausted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ogaUP3e24Tw/Tt24haPWNPI/AAAAAAAABAU/Xqca1X5PQWc/s1600/296576_10150266475681932_703436931_8302169_3977143_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ogaUP3e24Tw/Tt24haPWNPI/AAAAAAAABAU/Xqca1X5PQWc/s320/296576_10150266475681932_703436931_8302169_3977143_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682901188930319602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Next day, you were move lively than the day before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZz7V4Ew5g4/Tt24I-PKvVI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Vg4Wj_fCYdQ/s1600/DSC02024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZz7V4Ew5g4/Tt24I-PKvVI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Vg4Wj_fCYdQ/s320/DSC02024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682900769096514898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took photos at the London Eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1L03DUcQB4/Tt24IFry5zI/AAAAAAAAA_w/kFxo3JD5eH8/s1600/DSC02025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1L03DUcQB4/Tt24IFry5zI/AAAAAAAAA_w/kFxo3JD5eH8/s320/DSC02025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682900753915766578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mandatory Family Pic for proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eYuGrQkdbxg/Tt24hvjVbuI/AAAAAAAABAk/iii1aYs3Djw/s1600/307915_10150777834810593_824845592_20366434_5680338_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eYuGrQkdbxg/Tt24hvjVbuI/AAAAAAAABAk/iii1aYs3Djw/s320/307915_10150777834810593_824845592_20366434_5680338_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682901194651299554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With your aunties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T9nFawBdgcg/Tt219VubvXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ckfNeUJ_y_Q/s1600/DSC02035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T9nFawBdgcg/Tt219VubvXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ckfNeUJ_y_Q/s320/DSC02035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682898370219982194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You &amp;amp; your Itouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIySgYnzrys/Tt218HY1J5I/AAAAAAAAA-o/J2b2BzNS_Dw/s1600/DSC02085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIySgYnzrys/Tt218HY1J5I/AAAAAAAAA-o/J2b2BzNS_Dw/s320/DSC02085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682898349191407506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The View of London Bridge &amp;amp; Big Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-57ZlXt4KGK0/Tt24hUJcxgI/AAAAAAAABAM/2u7Gl-4anDM/s1600/291765_10150264507481932_703436931_8285079_4872005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-57ZlXt4KGK0/Tt24hUJcxgI/AAAAAAAABAM/2u7Gl-4anDM/s320/291765_10150264507481932_703436931_8285079_4872005_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682901187294971394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went on the merry go round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UbbvoZePUIQ/Tt217ZDFtoI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ahHN41Cp-3U/s1600/DSC02094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UbbvoZePUIQ/Tt217ZDFtoI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ahHN41Cp-3U/s320/DSC02094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682898336752187010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You rode on the Red double decker bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJi7b-zsL0A/Tt217OGXEnI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/9M75hSw2kx4/s1600/DSC02097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJi7b-zsL0A/Tt217OGXEnI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/9M75hSw2kx4/s320/DSC02097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682898333813117554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Bob the Builder in London Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5665128590852670464?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5665128590852670464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5665128590852670464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5665128590852670464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5665128590852670464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/12/london-trip-15-16-august.html' title='London Trip 15-16 August'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TSY2tT9eE7Q/Tt2560aX21I/AAAAAAAABA8/cZzgoMDBKs4/s72-c/DSC01998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-3164108733789257165</id><published>2011-12-05T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T19:57:17.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UK Fam Trip - Out &amp; About in Liverpool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NubBHSUseYo/Tt2HIqvSsOI/AAAAAAAAA6w/JsxQK3c5rM8/s1600/291814_10150261708226932_703436931_8254514_4896446_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NubBHSUseYo/Tt2HIqvSsOI/AAAAAAAAA6w/JsxQK3c5rM8/s320/291814_10150261708226932_703436931_8254514_4896446_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682846887792783586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia having a feel of very Cool weather for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkXD8dizKMU/Tt2HI8J0VMI/AAAAAAAAA68/h1yP6_g0IPk/s1600/292091_10150266476916932_703436931_8302178_484191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkXD8dizKMU/Tt2HI8J0VMI/AAAAAAAAA68/h1yP6_g0IPk/s320/292091_10150266476916932_703436931_8302178_484191_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682846892467442882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy to be in nice cool weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmyW3syUHPI/Tt2I8ZFB2DI/AAAAAAAAA7I/rGFQi8AYgng/s1600/293141_10150262113886932_703436931_8258973_6021243_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmyW3syUHPI/Tt2I8ZFB2DI/AAAAAAAAA7I/rGFQi8AYgng/s320/293141_10150262113886932_703436931_8258973_6021243_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682848875916941362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Family Dinner at Chinese Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Daddy became abit overdosed with Rice &amp;amp; Chicken....and DUCK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-saRNNqC4J0k/Tt2KsB-v0gI/AAAAAAAAA9o/gp__aqPan6k/s1600/hom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-saRNNqC4J0k/Tt2KsB-v0gI/AAAAAAAAA9o/gp__aqPan6k/s320/hom2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850793861927426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When at home, all you did was play with the twins and their coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilt9iAburvA/Tt2Kr40Jv1I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/_6ODWY_r4qw/s1600/300033_10150264860836932_703436931_8288853_5494831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilt9iAburvA/Tt2Kr40Jv1I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/_6ODWY_r4qw/s320/300033_10150264860836932_703436931_8288853_5494831_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850791401570130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adorable in your outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUrpjSE9Dug/Tt2KrkzYs2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/uIjqrOgt5ZU/s1600/hom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUrpjSE9Dug/Tt2KrkzYs2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/uIjqrOgt5ZU/s320/hom3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850786029646690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entertaining you while we were homebound - Benetton Piggy Bank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIeGMFoLL5M/Tt2KuPJSnLI/AAAAAAAAA90/-U5RSdqF3cw/s1600/hom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIeGMFoLL5M/Tt2KuPJSnLI/AAAAAAAAA90/-U5RSdqF3cw/s320/hom1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850831755549874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gift from your Auntie-Horsie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sa4ORNkxFn8/Tt2KEkGvtLI/AAAAAAAAA80/IxzGA8g0IjA/s1600/DSC01990a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sa4ORNkxFn8/Tt2KEkGvtLI/AAAAAAAAA80/IxzGA8g0IjA/s320/DSC01990a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850115827512498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You &amp;amp; Daddy and your Burger King Nuggets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ebuTfr9Gj0/Tt2KEF6lMuI/AAAAAAAAA8k/qQLyARmiL3Q/s1600/Chinatown2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ebuTfr9Gj0/Tt2KEF6lMuI/AAAAAAAAA8k/qQLyARmiL3Q/s320/Chinatown2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850107723428578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-446T6qLexc4/Tt2KEF0NRTI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/9-mI7Gn_q0k/s1600/L1j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-446T6qLexc4/Tt2KEF0NRTI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/9-mI7Gn_q0k/s320/L1j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850107696694578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exhausted! Luckily we purchased a cheap stroller from John Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GD-vPxjnndM/Tt2KCk_PFlI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Q_99HrFoJuk/s1600/L1h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GD-vPxjnndM/Tt2KCk_PFlI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Q_99HrFoJuk/s320/L1h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850081704711762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Girls babysat you one afternoon while mummy &amp;amp; daddy did some shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvpS-GQ_dk4/Tt2JXS0G1HI/AAAAAAAAA7w/YDcMK_MqTKY/s1600/L1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvpS-GQ_dk4/Tt2JXS0G1HI/AAAAAAAAA7w/YDcMK_MqTKY/s320/L1e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682849338091820146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At L1, you went on this about 3 times while we were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fP2iF-8Uiyg/Tt2JXzv8oTI/AAAAAAAAA74/cNY7eQ5x340/s1600/L1g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fP2iF-8Uiyg/Tt2JXzv8oTI/AAAAAAAAA74/cNY7eQ5x340/s320/L1g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682849346932744498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You liked this ride too, it must of reminded you of Jerudong Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_a-94ies8AM/Tt2JYLRZ41I/AAAAAAAAA8E/1FTTAve3TDc/s1600/L1l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_a-94ies8AM/Tt2JYLRZ41I/AAAAAAAAA8E/1FTTAve3TDc/s320/L1l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682849353247089490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All set to go to Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bI1IaYPm-Lo/Tt2JW3v_mUI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zGDqvSg3ack/s1600/L1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bI1IaYPm-Lo/Tt2JW3v_mUI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zGDqvSg3ack/s320/L1d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682849330826811714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Chan Clan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpOpC115W0k/Tt2JWoZSvQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/nPi5wt8m47s/s1600/L1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpOpC115W0k/Tt2JWoZSvQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/nPi5wt8m47s/s320/L1c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682849326705065218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy, Mia &amp;amp; Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqgHFLTz2J0/Tt2KFFp_AFI/AAAAAAAAA9A/uwe9Eh2zCHc/s1600/L1k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqgHFLTz2J0/Tt2KFFp_AFI/AAAAAAAAA9A/uwe9Eh2zCHc/s320/L1k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850124833685586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Exhausted from a long afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVSOcWuETyM/Tt2KuhfvWOI/AAAAAAAAA-A/PxUjEOeAaUY/s1600/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVSOcWuETyM/Tt2KuhfvWOI/AAAAAAAAA-A/PxUjEOeAaUY/s320/DSC02215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682850836681545954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmyW3syUHPI/Tt2I8ZFB2DI/AAAAAAAAA7I/rGFQi8AYgng/s1600/293141_10150262113886932_703436931_8258973_6021243_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-3164108733789257165?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3164108733789257165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=3164108733789257165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3164108733789257165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3164108733789257165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/12/uk-fam-trip-out-about-in-liverpool.html' title='UK Fam Trip - Out &amp; About in Liverpool'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NubBHSUseYo/Tt2HIqvSsOI/AAAAAAAAA6w/JsxQK3c5rM8/s72-c/291814_10150261708226932_703436931_8254514_4896446_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8782433575350565066</id><published>2011-11-08T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:35:00.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Stop In KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vuEsf1s_8Lw/TrnYnfUPFSI/AAAAAAAAA6c/yd8as9kvEJM/s1600/DSC01980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xOK6id-OTeQ/TrnVhNPqbRI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/WR8ypOPmdb0/s320/DSC01968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672799972117605650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7-GhSC2X8ys/TrnVgxsPh_I/AAAAAAAAA5E/YlaExssy1SQ/s1600/DSC01967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7-GhSC2X8ys/TrnVgxsPh_I/AAAAAAAAA5E/YlaExssy1SQ/s320/DSC01967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672799964721285106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2x9VbNoPzJw/TrnVis_LeuI/AAAAAAAAA50/bj4PMh_NAyo/s1600/DSC01973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2x9VbNoPzJw/TrnVis_LeuI/AAAAAAAAA50/bj4PMh_NAyo/s320/DSC01973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672799997818272482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to spend one night in KL before we proceeded to Manchester on Etihad Airlines. Luckily Uncle Ayah was in KL training so we were able to crash at his place for the night. When we arrived, Uncle Ayah told us to put our luggage down so we could go out &amp;amp; eat. One night in KL and I loved it to bits!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8782433575350565066?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8782433575350565066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8782433575350565066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8782433575350565066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8782433575350565066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/11/night-stop-in-kl.html' title='Night Stop In KL'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vuEsf1s_8Lw/TrnYnfUPFSI/AAAAAAAAA6c/yd8as9kvEJM/s72-c/DSC01980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-3378692497057513655</id><published>2011-11-01T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T23:40:15.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia's First Time on a Plane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KUwEHxP6ms4/TrDe6G0WOfI/AAAAAAAAA4o/aUuebVp9Cs8/s1600/DSC01946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yTxUb8TrSVQ/TrDd6morbSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/jIAEaqCYC9s/s320/DSC01962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670275929732771106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-36Y_zoe5SGw/TrDd-N-YqXI/AAAAAAAAA4E/A38BcmX64XY/s1600/DSC01950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-36Y_zoe5SGw/TrDd-N-YqXI/AAAAAAAAA4E/A38BcmX64XY/s320/DSC01950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670275991832406386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-3378692497057513655?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3378692497057513655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=3378692497057513655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3378692497057513655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3378692497057513655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/11/mias-first-time-on-plane.html' title='Mia&apos;s First Time on a Plane'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KUwEHxP6ms4/TrDe6G0WOfI/AAAAAAAAA4o/aUuebVp9Cs8/s72-c/DSC01946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-6267611246611621244</id><published>2011-06-25T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:03:32.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Months Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zzvS8HZgk74/ThKLMlM5t_I/AAAAAAAAA00/Z6OwsH1wh4E/s1600/249678_10150209731451932_703436931_7774489_254209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zzvS8HZgk74/ThKLMlM5t_I/AAAAAAAAA00/Z6OwsH1wh4E/s320/249678_10150209731451932_703436931_7774489_254209_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625711932800088050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little cheeky madame at 31 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Sweet pea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Congratulations is now in order!!! You are officially potty trained! Day &amp;amp; night. Alhamdullillah. Nanny Vina definitely trained you well! The first week, we had a few accidents in the day time. Whilst at night we just let you use diapers. But every morning your diapers were always dry, so during the second week, you slept with no diapers and guess what! No wet bed! I think those little accidents you had in the daytime finally got you trained to control your wee-wee. Mummy is proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last month, it was pre-arranged that you would spend a night at Mami-Nah's house (alone). It was going to be your first sleepover. I told you about it that lunchtime and you spend the afternoon packing your Trunki case. I dropped you off in the early evening and made my way home. It was a quiet evening at home so I just plonked myself on the couch and watched a DVD while daddy played games downstairs. At a quarter to midnight, I get a message. It said you were on your way home because you were crying for me. Awww....kesian anak mummy. I guess its still not time for us to be separated. The following day we went for Hi-Tea with Grandma &amp;amp; Auntie CeCe. You were a cheeky little lady trotting around the Empire Atrium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-336TI50UOME/ThKL1N8FlKI/AAAAAAAAA1U/6k20vXpyBFU/s1600/247763_10150193842586932_703436931_7611730_6636191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-336TI50UOME/ThKL1N8FlKI/AAAAAAAAA1U/6k20vXpyBFU/s320/247763_10150193842586932_703436931_7611730_6636191_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625712630930183330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So-Called first sleepover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kpLj_Sb5xgs/ThKL02nGLeI/AAAAAAAAA1M/FsL3njQssJM/s1600/247335_10150621870100472_630910471_18755323_5699489_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kpLj_Sb5xgs/ThKL02nGLeI/AAAAAAAAA1M/FsL3njQssJM/s320/247335_10150621870100472_630910471_18755323_5699489_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625712624668126690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi-Tea with Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this month, we spent an afternoon at Auntie Mamah's house. Hapidz was sleeping when we go there but he woke up later on. Auntie Mamah passed you a soft purple chair which has now become your booster seat in daddy's car. I realized this month that you love playing "Angry Birds" on my i-touch. You call it "Angy Bud".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1CR1Huye5M/ThKL2Ltv6uI/AAAAAAAAA1k/NOdeb7nQRwk/s1600/IMG_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1CR1Huye5M/ThKL2Ltv6uI/AAAAAAAAA1k/NOdeb7nQRwk/s320/IMG_1046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625712647513041634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching TV with Hapidz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfWE7dTzAM8/ThKL0_TsSGI/AAAAAAAAA1E/K-VxwAFoYzk/s1600/247260_10150200777041932_703436931_7680740_1544478_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfWE7dTzAM8/ThKL0_TsSGI/AAAAAAAAA1E/K-VxwAFoYzk/s320/247260_10150200777041932_703436931_7680740_1544478_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625712627002656866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Purple chair cum booster seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0WsuXGJ2qI/ThKLM64r0xI/AAAAAAAAA08/AeKXiSgtQX0/s1600/250480_10150205849196932_703436931_7731307_6946641_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0WsuXGJ2qI/ThKLM64r0xI/AAAAAAAAA08/AeKXiSgtQX0/s320/250480_10150205849196932_703436931_7731307_6946641_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625711938620871442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All ready to go ofis with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night before you settle down, you seem to religiously do a poop. Since you are under my care at night, you poop in my bathroom. The first time you did it, I sat you down and held you so you wouldn't fall into the toilet bowl. After you were done, I washed you and flushed the toilet. You looked into the bowl and said, "Bye Bye Poo Poo, See you, Goodnight!". I found that to be too too cute!!! You are too friendly my love, even with your own poop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to an amazing new park this month. Its one of daddy's hidden treasures so we dubbed it "Daddy Park". Its a park &amp;amp; beach in one area. How cool is that. While you played on the beach, mummy, daddy &amp;amp; uncle BB went jogging on the beach. It was a tiring workout for mummy but I'm glad you enjoyed the place! That same weekend you did a modelling shoot with Zane &amp;amp; Baby Farris for Butik Bajoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A5faTuAD_Bs/ThKLMZv_dCI/AAAAAAAAA0s/TZKlETQSkBE/s1600/249562_10150205685961932_703436931_7729594_342338_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A5faTuAD_Bs/ThKLMZv_dCI/AAAAAAAAA0s/TZKlETQSkBE/s320/249562_10150205685961932_703436931_7729594_342338_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625711929726039074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With baby model, Farris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tiW4S6edPII/ThKKHW45WFI/AAAAAAAAA0M/C25Z7v5b9Do/s1600/250466_10150207209436932_703436931_7750199_1598086_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tiW4S6edPII/ThKKHW45WFI/AAAAAAAAA0M/C25Z7v5b9Do/s320/250466_10150207209436932_703436931_7750199_1598086_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625710743547107410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First Dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePWpEAeF9wM/ThKKHJ11WKI/AAAAAAAAA0E/riNmi8uVvZ4/s1600/260196_10150206525666932_703436931_7738821_1762850_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePWpEAeF9wM/ThKKHJ11WKI/AAAAAAAAA0E/riNmi8uVvZ4/s320/260196_10150206525666932_703436931_7738821_1762850_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625710740044601506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Ballerina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4hP2ykMxiE/ThKKHEhu70I/AAAAAAAAAz8/gGeNQ8iebds/s1600/247324_10150209724651932_703436931_7774432_870648_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4hP2ykMxiE/ThKKHEhu70I/AAAAAAAAAz8/gGeNQ8iebds/s320/247324_10150209724651932_703436931_7774432_870648_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625710738618117954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With her Cuzzies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, while you were at Jungle Gym with Kaka Arisha, mummy baked cookies for the first time. You seemed to love them, so did daddy! You actually had a jar of strawberry jam with your cookies. The next day was your Nanny's day off, so we occupied ourselves and did painting outside on the porch. You seemed to like doing that very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next month my love, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Atc3_nEkTHM/ThKL1gZQ6jI/AAAAAAAAA1c/tZYiQDhEwR4/s1600/267936_10150214527146932_703436931_7821470_965943_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Atc3_nEkTHM/ThKL1gZQ6jI/AAAAAAAAA1c/tZYiQDhEwR4/s320/267936_10150214527146932_703436931_7821470_965943_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625712635884399154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little secretary doing shorthand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wASdN4nVg4E/ThKKGxjK8-I/AAAAAAAAAz0/FVKsFxyMSIg/s1600/253593_10150211764241932_703436931_7792242_1034222_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wASdN4nVg4E/ThKKGxjK8-I/AAAAAAAAAz0/FVKsFxyMSIg/s320/253593_10150211764241932_703436931_7792242_1034222_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625710733523874786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-6267611246611621244?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6267611246611621244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=6267611246611621244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6267611246611621244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6267611246611621244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/06/31-months-today.html' title='31 Months Today'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zzvS8HZgk74/ThKLMlM5t_I/AAAAAAAAA00/Z6OwsH1wh4E/s72-c/249678_10150209731451932_703436931_7774489_254209_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-286161126995044003</id><published>2011-06-09T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T00:35:27.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia's first time at Daddy Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pjx5mWwGP3o/ThK8yKdUchI/AAAAAAAAA28/QVqaEc_I1ec/s1600/IMG_1018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx8_DaZ8qDc/ThJwQ4Ysq9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/3LyNU7f4e1c/s320/DSC09572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625682319855365074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Baby Girl all grown up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear babygirl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullillah, another milestone has been reached. Time seems to fly so fast and you such a chatterbox now....with attitude! Since you have already taken over the family TV room and the hallway with all your toys, mummy prefers none of your toys to be in mummy &amp;amp; daddy's room but you keep on bringing little knick knacks into our room. One night I told you to stop bringing your toys into our room, you looked rather disappointed but obediently picked up your toys and headed towards the door. Before closing the door, you said cheekily "Bye Gurlfren!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this month, you did your first 'wee' or as you call it "she'she" on the toilet. Well done baby girl. I think the potty training is going well, so far, so good. As usual we went over to Grandma's and you surprised me. I do not expect you to know the days of the week at this age but funnily enough you seem to know one day of the week. Your favourite day. The day you get to spend an educationally 30 minutes in the car with Grandma. Your Toddler Group day. You kept on telling Grandma, On Wednesday, Mia go school okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b6fuiPT8XY/ThJy8Z8jVKI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Vi6juMy44JM/s1600/206943_10150161769851932_703436931_7316908_2827316_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b6fuiPT8XY/ThJy8Z8jVKI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Vi6juMy44JM/s320/206943_10150161769851932_703436931_7316908_2827316_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625685266621748386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute baju from Mami'Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you were born, we mainly used the English language around you but now, as you have grown older, we mix our words, sometimes mummy &amp;amp; daddy speak to you in English and Malay. You are sloly catching on to some malay words. You like saying "Karang" and "Setajap". Its so cute. This month you came up with a self-made word. We were out and about and when it was time to go home, as I was driving into our simpang and you said, "Don't want go home, I want go SINA." I just smiled to myself, knowing you were trying so hard to use the right word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month, you have learnt how to draw a perfect circle and number one. I think the application on mummy's i-touch that daddy downloaded helps with control of tracing . Mummy is also very proud of you this month as you have finally accomplished Daytime potty training. Since you sleep with us in our bed, I dont want to risk you 'making an accident' at night while you sleep. So, you still wear diapers when u sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending the morning with grandpa &amp;amp; grandma, you came home with a new antic. You started saying, "Mummy, shum shum", then you would grab my head and sniff my cheek. Rupanya you learnt to 'cium' the malay way. Its so cute. Now our goodbye ritual would be, Salam-kiss-hug and shum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MWActcZ7jAM/ThJy8CdcVOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/evbUUPqmSLw/s1600/206669_10150161771336932_703436931_7316913_6659092_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MWActcZ7jAM/ThJy8CdcVOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/evbUUPqmSLw/s320/206669_10150161771336932_703436931_7316913_6659092_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625685260317250786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what she gets up to when she's bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekend, since mummy doesn't work, I try to entertain you some way of the other. Earlier this week, I brought you to watch your first sunset at Jerudong beach. You seemed to have enjoyed just sitting there eating your keropok whilst the wind was blowing through your hair. This weekend, we spent in the kitchen making pizza, unfortunately you were too tired after spending the day with your cousins. I love you my sweetums!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6X47kSrcHec/ThJzUGDrO5I/AAAAAAAAAzs/sA0mMGkNzwg/s1600/DSC09574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6X47kSrcHec/ThJzUGDrO5I/AAAAAAAAAzs/sA0mMGkNzwg/s320/DSC09574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625685673599777682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the beach enjoying the sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-6436368695894468831?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6436368695894468831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=6436368695894468831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6436368695894468831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6436368695894468831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-months-today.html' title='30 Months Today'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx8_DaZ8qDc/ThJwQ4Ysq9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/3LyNU7f4e1c/s72-c/DSC09572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5549369817721149587</id><published>2011-04-25T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T22:52:00.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 months Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8x7iQC-yc4/TdYBSfiavUI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Po3Btwa4cUw/s1600/Picture%2B326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8x7iQC-yc4/TdYBSfiavUI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Po3Btwa4cUw/s320/Picture%2B326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608671803151662402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Darling Daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another month has passed and your antics just keep on getting cuter &amp;amp; funnier. At the end of last month, we were heading out to see Abby and as we left the house, daddy was retuning home. As we passed him, I rolled down the window and told him where we were off to. You said "Bye Daddy" followed by, " Daddy Bekayful okay, have titak there!" So young yet so concerned for your daddy and the cicaks on the door. I found that to be too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your character is definitely blooming. During that same week, you &amp;amp; daddy were having dinner in the TV room. Since you had your little table, daddy had his dinner on your portable tray. When you saw that, you too wanted to use the tray. I told you daddy is the boss, let him borrow it for a while. He will return it after he has finished. You reluctantly agreed and said okay. Then you looked at your daddy and said, "Eh, you ah!"....macam mummy! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny episode was when I overheard you pretend talk on the phone. Your conversation went a little something like this; "Hello, Abang Irshad?, Hi Abang, Do you want to talk? Okay, Talk lah...bla bla bla....okay abang irshad, I go sleep now, good night, okay bye, bah ok bah bah bye, bah bah!"....so many "bahs"! hahaha. I also overheard you once having a romantic conversation with 'someone', and said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry bah, I love you"....I have no idea where you got that from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this month, Daddy went to KL so to entertain you, that weekend I brought you to the circus. Well, it wasn't an actual animal circus, more towards, juggling and high wire acts. That sunday, we went to Mama's house, then to see Grandpa then to JP to see the acts. We saw one man juggling fire and you said "Ooo..nice. Want to try!" So berani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy has come to realize you have taken after your father. You love music &amp;amp; songs. You have your own taste in music. I was listening to the radio in the car and this song came on; Christina Perri's Jar of hearts, when it ended you said "again". Belabih. I took you to a wedding this month. Auntie Yati. A friend of mummy's and family friends with mummy'nah. It was at the Polo club and we had to park far away. Luckily they provided a shuttle bus for us. You enjoyed the ride and kept on saying, "Like the bus." In the hall, we saw Auntie Yati all dressed up on the projector screen. You made me smile when you said, "That Princess kan, mummy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the phrases that you have said and have stuck in my head;&lt;br /&gt;"I no pandai", your reply after I told you to do something.&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot", another reply after telling you to do something.&lt;br /&gt;"My hand sakit, its too panas.", when we were in the car on a hot hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah, by next month you will be potty trained. We are in the process of trying now and hope you ace this milestone love. The less pampers you use baby, the more toys you can buy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5549369817721149587?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5549369817721149587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5549369817721149587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5549369817721149587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5549369817721149587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/04/29-months-today.html' title='29 months Today!'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8x7iQC-yc4/TdYBSfiavUI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Po3Btwa4cUw/s72-c/Picture%2B326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-3538787384927519179</id><published>2011-04-24T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T20:20:57.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip to the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ZAlDfRb4bo/TbY3DePisBI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-HUJXij0aHw/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ZAlDfRb4bo/TbY3DePisBI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-HUJXij0aHw/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599723719479177234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy decided to finally  bring you to the beach &amp;amp; let  you feel the fresh sea breeze on your  face. Mummy wanted you to  experience playing in the sand and not think  of it as being yucky! We  also wanted you explore &amp;amp; appreciate one of  the wonders of the  world, the sea. At first you were quite cautious  with the little waves  splashing onto your feet. You kept on running  away. But eventually,  when your daddy was beside you, you started to  enjoy the water and ran  around like a headless chicken. All Mummy could  say was "Berani eh!" I  think if you had your own way and if you could  swim, you'd probably  start swimming towards the sea. On our way home,  you said, "Mummy, next  time go beach again...". I'm glad you enjoyed it  my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2U5n_20ZmY/TbY3DMatzhI/AAAAAAAAAy4/HB0_Md8JKgM/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2U5n_20ZmY/TbY3DMatzhI/AAAAAAAAAy4/HB0_Md8JKgM/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599723714694204946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Testing the Waters with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GyfUw7JpRBU/TbYy6Jt0-YI/AAAAAAAAAyw/561Df7C-V_A/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GyfUw7JpRBU/TbYy6Jt0-YI/AAAAAAAAAyw/561Df7C-V_A/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GyfUw7JpRBU/TbYy6Jt0-YI/AAAAAAAAAyw/561Df7C-V_A/s320/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599719161303726466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being Chased by the Waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zY4zeEqGZgM/TbYy55YYWMI/AAAAAAAAAyo/qHmwUqAsHHc/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zY4zeEqGZgM/TbYy55YYWMI/AAAAAAAAAyo/qHmwUqAsHHc/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599719156918802626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chasing the Waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wya3qXoec8k/TbYy5mScPvI/AAAAAAAAAyg/JwlFRdT9ZrU/s1600/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wya3qXoec8k/TbYy5mScPvI/AAAAAAAAAyg/JwlFRdT9ZrU/s320/19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599719151793618674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POwn1VP_X7I/TbYy5Ay5R5I/AAAAAAAAAyY/03yyQihCtuE/s1600/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POwn1VP_X7I/TbYy5Ay5R5I/AAAAAAAAAyY/03yyQihCtuE/s320/21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599719141729191826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pose for mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bh3VCWHuGt0/TbYy433RLFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/A4B6CZUrfHs/s1600/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bh3VCWHuGt0/TbYy433RLFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/A4B6CZUrfHs/s320/25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599719139331615826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tentatively building her sandcastle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVj-7GM3QeI/TbYx2l_EuBI/AAAAAAAAAyI/EIgRXQwsIJQ/s1600/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVj-7GM3QeI/TbYx2l_EuBI/AAAAAAAAAyI/EIgRXQwsIJQ/s320/28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599718000661149714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d3cEDbY-vWY/TbYx2TX9BwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/tQqHJjVBZzA/s1600/33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d3cEDbY-vWY/TbYx2TX9BwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/tQqHJjVBZzA/s320/33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599717995665229570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qHlDDhw58AY/TbYx18BGLpI/AAAAAAAAAx4/n8S-IeJ-Ous/s1600/34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qHlDDhw58AY/TbYx18BGLpI/AAAAAAAAAx4/n8S-IeJ-Ous/s320/34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599717989395345042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kvw991_bN0I/TbYx1hrLqwI/AAAAAAAAAxw/PUAHvSJYKW8/s1600/36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kvw991_bN0I/TbYx1hrLqwI/AAAAAAAAAxw/PUAHvSJYKW8/s320/36.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599717982324108034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNanPtZBmVQ/TbYx1OgkFyI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Xq90aWKZ_bs/s1600/42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNanPtZBmVQ/TbYx1OgkFyI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Xq90aWKZ_bs/s320/42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599717977179297570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-3538787384927519179?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3538787384927519179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=3538787384927519179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3538787384927519179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3538787384927519179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-trip-to-beach.html' title='First Trip to the Beach'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ZAlDfRb4bo/TbY3DePisBI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-HUJXij0aHw/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7291279692234353359</id><published>2011-04-03T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:13:11.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip Across Brunei Borders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxlWgMk8Z1c/TZkow08ODLI/AAAAAAAAAxg/zXMc57SuSgg/s1600/DSC01885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxlWgMk8Z1c/TZkow08ODLI/AAAAAAAAAxg/zXMc57SuSgg/s320/DSC01885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591545231667236018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last day in Miri at the Go-Cart Track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wYkna6vjY4/TZkhHjPJlRI/AAAAAAAAAxY/3nOG0u1uuz8/s1600/DSC01872a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wYkna6vjY4/TZkhHjPJlRI/AAAAAAAAAxY/3nOG0u1uuz8/s320/DSC01872a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591536825958765842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still up at 10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rH4Mwhi87iY/TZkhHvv9veI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/OBOg2aAC6Nk/s1600/DSC01873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rH4Mwhi87iY/TZkhHvv9veI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/OBOg2aAC6Nk/s320/DSC01873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591536829317627362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy's pre-birthday seafood dinner&lt;br /&gt;with Uncle Ayih &amp;amp; the gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SWmDSZdF4Ds/TZkhHFkrYOI/AAAAAAAAAxI/iGZ7Kaq7UU4/s1600/DSC01869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SWmDSZdF4Ds/TZkhHFkrYOI/AAAAAAAAAxI/iGZ7Kaq7UU4/s320/DSC01869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591536817995997410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Marrybrown giving her first Harmonica Recital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTVnfqIe3E8/TZkhG91FaPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/-ptr69x1-eA/s1600/DSC01861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTVnfqIe3E8/TZkhG91FaPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/-ptr69x1-eA/s320/DSC01861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591536815917328626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sy6hpfA2mH4/TZkhGmyvBDI/AAAAAAAAAw4/JfPGR9V5mmA/s1600/DSC01855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sy6hpfA2mH4/TZkhGmyvBDI/AAAAAAAAAw4/JfPGR9V5mmA/s320/DSC01855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591536809733456946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing at Abang Jack's home in Lumut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7291279692234353359?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7291279692234353359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7291279692234353359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7291279692234353359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7291279692234353359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-trip-across-brunei-borders.html' title='First Trip Across Brunei Borders'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxlWgMk8Z1c/TZkow08ODLI/AAAAAAAAAxg/zXMc57SuSgg/s72-c/DSC01885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-2861988270329086009</id><published>2011-03-24T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T00:39:18.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Months Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98MLbpmzK0M/TYxEs0OUbjI/AAAAAAAAAww/6fmtzMRUmjY/s1600/DSC01840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98MLbpmzK0M/TYxEs0OUbjI/AAAAAAAAAww/6fmtzMRUmjY/s320/DSC01840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587916774383578674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdullillah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak mummy mikin basar sudah!!!!! Badan pun basar...especially your yummy cheeks &amp;amp; thighs which mummy cannot resist to bite! 28 months today, and nyanyah nya never-ending. Daddy &amp;amp; mummy always smile at each other when you form a sentence and sometimes when you reply back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this month just before mummy's birthday, mummy went away with my friends. This meant you were free to go anywhere you wanted. Of course your Mami'nah &amp;amp; your cousins insisted you stayed with them. Mami'Nah said that you were a good girl throughout your stay there. Before mummy left, I asked you what you wanted from KK. You said you wanted a 'Watch', 'Purple colour, ok'. I searched high &amp;amp; low and actually found you a purple watch, and it had your favourite cartoon character on it, Dora! Apparently, while you were out shopping with Mami'Nah, you told her about this particular purple watch that you asked mummy to buy for you so mami'nah said that she would buy it for you. You replied "No, mummy aeroplane, buy Mia purple watch." Mami'Nah still spoilt you and bought you some books, a golf set and colouring books. Thank you Mami'Nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mummy's trip, we went over to see your Grandpa who hadn't seen you during the weekend. Your Grandma took out her Blood Pressure machine and you naturally started handling it as if you were a doctor. Your Grandma now has high hopes of becoming a doctor. Your Grandma spoilt you the other day. We went to Jungle Gym as you requested, just the two of us. I wonder how your nanny does it. Two hours in that play area can really exhaust you. Grandma came and we decided to check out the Jubilee park. Before that we stopped and bought Donuts. The park was quiet at first and there were only a few kids around. You had a go at the slide and the climbing thing. You were actually pretty good at climbing. Definitely your father's daughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our latest questionaire game is the 'Boy or Girl' game. Alhamdullillah you can differentiate between boys &amp;amp; girls. I love when we play competing games and you said "Aween"...which is "I win". I think its just too cute the way you say it! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have also said many words that I haven't heard you say before. For instance "Waterfall". We were at the Mall and parked near the fountain, when you saw it, you said "waterfall'. I'm guessing it was because the water was pouring out which looked like a waterfall. Another word that popped out of your mouth when we were watching a 'Firework' scene on TV was "Fire Yerk"....which of course was fireworks...haha. The best word ever though this month that put a smile on my face was when we were building blocks and you successfully made a castle, you then said "Awesome".....Now that was a first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another first was Movie night. You watched your first movie at the cinema. We watched 'Rango' with Uncle Ayih, Auntie bibi &amp;amp; the kids. About an hour and a half through the movie, you got abit restless and started chasing abang aiman in the theatre. Mummy now knows that next movie we watch we have to make sure it isn't 2 hours long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet pea, prepare yourself to travel as daddy has finally made you your passport! As a treat, daddy will be bringing us to Miri tomorrow. Your first trip abroad. Daddy promises to bring you to the Zoo in Singapore at the end of the year. I know you are excited as you keep on saying, "See Zeba, see lion"....hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-2861988270329086009?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2861988270329086009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=2861988270329086009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2861988270329086009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2861988270329086009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/03/28-months-today.html' title='28 Months Today!'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98MLbpmzK0M/TYxEs0OUbjI/AAAAAAAAAww/6fmtzMRUmjY/s72-c/DSC01840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-2758226161958126593</id><published>2011-02-25T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T23:47:25.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sS3DIutmW4A/TW3y5wjzhiI/AAAAAAAAAwY/gp2IwUdIPkQ/s1600/DSC09369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sS3DIutmW4A/TW3y5wjzhiI/AAAAAAAAAwY/gp2IwUdIPkQ/s320/DSC09369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579382587483457058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia &amp;amp; Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-irciP22UwGE/TW3y5nqV7xI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/bTXIVl6xtbs/s1600/DSC09362.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dear sweetpea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so smart my 27 month old baby! Last month, just after you turned 26 months, we were at the petrol station and you surprised me. You were looking at the signage on the wall, pointed to the symbol of the key and said "open door", then you pointed to the crossed out picture of a mobile phone and said "Off phone". So Pintar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of last month, you attended Abang Rayyan's birthday party at Riverview. Mummy had to host mummys' friends bridal shower at home so daddy dropped you &amp;amp; your nanny off. At the end of the day, I picked you up. In the car, mummy was discussing dinner menu's with your nanny and asked whether we should cook for dinner or not. Since we (me, your daddy &amp;amp; nanny) were full from eating all day, we decided not to cook for dinner, then you blurted out, "I eating cake!" We figured you were telling us you were also not hungry as you had cake at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night you slept early but woke up in the middle of the night and told daddy all about your day. You said "Simming with Kaka Ten-ten, Den slide with kaka Ten-ten, abang Irshad and Kaka Risha." Then you said this, "I simming, bubbles, Ooo hot." It took me a while to click but I finally realized you were referring to the Jacuzzi! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Flash! You now know how to put on and take off your crocs. As for your clothes,  you can easily take them off, but getting dressed is still difficult  for you. Yayy for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this month was a very tiring time for mummy. You had a very high fever, recovered then had a runny nose followed by a cough then ended with vomitting in my car, twice! Nevertheless, after your high fever, you became more fluent with your words and talked non-stop. Grandma said your Datuk Cacin used to say, babies usually would get more pandai (at something) after a fever and he was right. Al-Fatihah for Datuk. I wish he was here to see you. Bringing down your fever was quite a difficult task as you did not like using the 'KoolFever' strip. Whenever you saw it, you would say, "Its ok, don need, ok mummy." Belabih much! But one good thing is that you willing took your medicine. Your Mami'mimi gave us some children's telenol strawberry-flavoured tablets and you seem to love them. You kept on saying, "Mummy, I take stawbeli obat." The first night of your fever, you woke up and started singing the ABC song, repeatedly. I think this went on for an hour or so. Because you were so sick, I asked you if you wanted me to buy you a "Twilight Turtle". I explained to you that this Turtle was special but you would have to sleep in your own bed to accompany him to sleep. If you switched him on, you would be able to see the moon &amp;amp; stars on the ceiling. You were so excited and said yes, you wanted the turtle &amp;amp; yes you would sleep in your own bed (which didn't last long! haha) I told you I would buy it for you after I finish work then you said, "Mummy buy turtle, moon and star, okay." The moment I got home, the first thing you said was, "Mummy, where my turtle?" Such a cheeky bugger! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-irciP22UwGE/TW3y5nqV7xI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/bTXIVl6xtbs/s1600/DSC09362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-irciP22UwGE/TW3y5nqV7xI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/bTXIVl6xtbs/s320/DSC09362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579382585094958866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Twilight Turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I like pointing to the mole on my right palm and ask you what it is, you would say "Tahi Rarat"..hehe...and if I ask you why can't we touch dogs, you would say "Hanam". The other Sunday we met up with Grandma, Granpa &amp;amp; Uncle Azim at Mamih for brunch. When we sat down, you saw some cats &amp;amp; kittens outside, you amazed me when you suddenly said, "Awwwww, so koot." You crack me up most of the time with your cute self-made sentences. At least you are trying baby, thats what counts. We were writing the other day and you wanted to have a go, you confidently said, "I Want to turn Me", which I assume was 'My turn'. You now say "Me turn, me turn". Finally, you know how to correctly complete my sentence, When we are at the traffic lights, I would say, "Green for" and you would say "Go" then I'd say Red for "Stop". Yayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said before, since your fever, your word knowledge has increased. A new word I've heard come from you is "Storybook". Daddy has a storybook application on his phone and one night at the dinner table while daddy was having dinner, you asked to borrow his phone, you said, "I want see storybook, ok". Another new word is "Kan". You would say, "Auntie sakit, kan" or "Cat smelly kan"...haha...anak melayu :) Owh, and your latest sentence is "Noooo...NOT Mia" or "Noooo...not mummy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful princess, you never cease to make me laugh or smile. Sometimes, especially now, I may scold you and it may seem that I am angry with you. Sometimes its because I am trying to make sure you are disciplined and you grow up knowing right from wrong. I hope you never hate me for it. You must know though, no matter what, mummy will always love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lLWjCOccPPg/TW3y6nTsr_I/AAAAAAAAAwo/8ZciBkwVGQM/s1600/DSC09371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lLWjCOccPPg/TW3y6nTsr_I/AAAAAAAAAwo/8ZciBkwVGQM/s320/DSC09371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579382602179850226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buddies for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-2758226161958126593?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2758226161958126593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=2758226161958126593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2758226161958126593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2758226161958126593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/02/27-months.html' title='27 Months'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sS3DIutmW4A/TW3y5wjzhiI/AAAAAAAAAwY/gp2IwUdIPkQ/s72-c/DSC09369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-2636720880500636325</id><published>2011-02-07T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T23:44:59.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Weekend of February</title><content type='html'>Dear Amellia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had an eventful weekend last week. Since Thursday was Chinese New  Year, Mummy took Friday off too so I could have a long weekend with you.  It was a busy weekend for both of us. On Chinese New Year, you went CNY  visiting with Mami Nah &amp;amp; Daddy Shaz. I think you had a jolly good  time as you were fast asleep by the time you came home around Maghrib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d1nRrxLxv6M/TVTWsmkegRI/AAAAAAAAAuY/qJyfX4LV80Q/s1600/DSC09357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d1nRrxLxv6M/TVTWsmkegRI/AAAAAAAAAuY/qJyfX4LV80Q/s320/DSC09357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572314700720275730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All ready for Chinese Hari Raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELpMybeczcY/TVTWsopqp6I/AAAAAAAAAug/X3EI_ve8tdI/s1600/180181_10150383679040523_697445522_17190690_5739818_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELpMybeczcY/TVTWsopqp6I/AAAAAAAAAug/X3EI_ve8tdI/s320/180181_10150383679040523_697445522_17190690_5739818_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572314701278914466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Abg Irshad at Auntie C's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The following day was a big day for your Auntie Wiwi. She was finally tying the knot. On this day you also got to meet your Auntie Farisah. You wore your cute little jubah which Mami'mimi bought. Though it was a tad bit too big, you looked so cute...very muslimah (without the hijab)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTXjcjnXnI/AAAAAAAAAu4/0tZ6SH-1vco/s1600/180094_10150125958025339_677085338_8546172_803150_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTXjcjnXnI/AAAAAAAAAu4/0tZ6SH-1vco/s320/180094_10150125958025339_677085338_8546172_803150_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572315642925112946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Mummy outside the Brides room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06IsqaeWlS0/TVTXixdeuoI/AAAAAAAAAuo/_gEmA_q5NAc/s1600/166669_10150131040792223_731462222_7790777_4140198_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06IsqaeWlS0/TVTXixdeuoI/AAAAAAAAAuo/_gEmA_q5NAc/s320/166669_10150131040792223_731462222_7790777_4140198_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572315631356656258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My chubby muslimah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTXjCAPtmI/AAAAAAAAAuw/-RpH_wKmW2g/s1600/179803_10150100568078536_604163535_6268463_5378237_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTXjCAPtmI/AAAAAAAAAuw/-RpH_wKmW2g/s320/179803_10150100568078536_604163535_6268463_5378237_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572315635797440098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the bride &amp;amp; groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Saturday, since we had nothing to do and daddy wasn't home, we went to Jungle Gym for a couple of hours then met up with Grandma for Tea. On Sunday, we met up with Grandpa, Grandma &amp;amp; Uncle Azim at Mamih for Brunch then dashed home to get ready for Kaka Zara's 6th Birthday at RBRC Poolside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTipTcEw1I/AAAAAAAAAwI/dmXmwtJ_Umk/s1600/DSC09359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTipTcEw1I/AAAAAAAAAwI/dmXmwtJ_Umk/s320/DSC09359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572327838184686418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Birthday Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVThsxyeneI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rVG-8HecOco/s1600/181916_10150141359412025_522242024_8285344_1325306_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVThsxyeneI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rVG-8HecOco/s320/181916_10150141359412025_522242024_8285344_1325306_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572326798359698914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just Arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTiox-ACJI/AAAAAAAAAvw/ngEhPRhBLH4/s1600/179072_10150099865371544_537706543_6168490_3044924_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTiox-ACJI/AAAAAAAAAvw/ngEhPRhBLH4/s320/179072_10150099865371544_537706543_6168490_3044924_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572327829200177298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the pool with Kaka Zara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVThtRsH2jI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/oRId_8DbHiI/s1600/167652_10150099864926544_537706543_6168483_3552423_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVThtRsH2jI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/oRId_8DbHiI/s320/167652_10150099864926544_537706543_6168483_3552423_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572326806922975794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swimming with kaka Zara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uautCmQUU9k/TVThtsx_jPI/AAAAAAAAAvg/8WyX8YPOzhU/s1600/168924_10150099865481544_537706543_6168491_6225939_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uautCmQUU9k/TVThtsx_jPI/AAAAAAAAAvg/8WyX8YPOzhU/s320/168924_10150099865481544_537706543_6168491_6225939_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572326814195354866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Miss Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oXPght8gAvo/TVThsw73MYI/AAAAAAAAAvI/8se9KJ8-RdA/s1600/167276_10150099865541544_537706543_6168492_1135629_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oXPght8gAvo/TVThsw73MYI/AAAAAAAAAvI/8se9KJ8-RdA/s320/167276_10150099865541544_537706543_6168492_1135629_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572326798130622850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will be framed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTipM4fLiI/AAAAAAAAAv4/zOSMxNu76rk/s1600/180696_10150141361107025_522242024_8285388_7188863_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVTipM4fLiI/AAAAAAAAAv4/zOSMxNu76rk/s320/180696_10150141361107025_522242024_8285388_7188863_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572327836424810018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back stroke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0tqXqGabgDg/TVTipNsVfCI/AAAAAAAAAwA/qpi2xH64r-k/s1600/182484_10150141360747025_522242024_8285376_6453188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0tqXqGabgDg/TVTipNsVfCI/AAAAAAAAAwA/qpi2xH64r-k/s320/182484_10150141360747025_522242024_8285376_6453188_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572327836642278434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bikini Model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVThtqin-CI/AAAAAAAAAvY/dmi5KtdBe5Q/s1600/168692_10150141360632025_522242024_8285373_6365618_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TVThtqin-CI/AAAAAAAAAvY/dmi5KtdBe5Q/s320/168692_10150141360632025_522242024_8285373_6365618_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572326813594023970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mamam cake with Kaka Zara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-2636720880500636325?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2636720880500636325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=2636720880500636325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2636720880500636325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2636720880500636325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-weekend-of-february.html' title='First Weekend of February'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d1nRrxLxv6M/TVTWsmkegRI/AAAAAAAAAuY/qJyfX4LV80Q/s72-c/DSC09357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8642777682289112516</id><published>2011-01-25T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:37:20.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUEVVsR625I/AAAAAAAAAuM/q6kn9JAx64U/s1600/167572_494296391931_703436931_6766163_2849464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUEVVsR625I/AAAAAAAAAuM/q6kn9JAx64U/s320/167572_494296391931_703436931_6766163_2849464_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566754076814400402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear Sugarplum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are now 26 months. Alhamdullillah. The past month has been a busy one as we ushered in the new year. Before the year ended, we had a "Family Day" at Tasek with Uncle Ayih &amp;amp; his family as well as a few other uncles &amp;amp; aunties. You spent the morning playing with Abang Aiman while mummy &amp;amp; daddy did other activities. The day before new years eve, we did grocery shopping &amp;amp; you helped mummy alot by pushing your own trolley. Soon I'll be able to pass you grocery money &amp;amp; you can do the shopping. But I think I'll wait till you know how to read first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUEStJayXLI/AAAAAAAAAtk/5N0e-vuYwOY/s1600/163063_480071586931_703436931_6534583_8260570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUEStJayXLI/AAAAAAAAAtk/5N0e-vuYwOY/s320/163063_480071586931_703436931_6534583_8260570_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566751181238328498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mummy's Little Helper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we made a flying visit to A'ee Vivi's house where you played with Abang Irshad. On the way home in the car, you blurted out, "Like abang Irshad, Like Daddy Jis". hehe, seems like you now know how to call your Uncle Aziz. Yayy! We spent the New year at Mama's house in Tampoi where she had a big gathering with lots of yummy food &amp;amp; good music. You spent most of the night with your cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUETsJKRNbI/AAAAAAAAAt8/ujEO2F3eifY/s1600/167913_491066411931_703436931_6721025_7001717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUETsJKRNbI/AAAAAAAAAt8/ujEO2F3eifY/s320/167913_491066411931_703436931_6721025_7001717_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566752263500805554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Abang Irshad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, while we ushered in the new year, you ushered in a bloody lip. I guess thats what you get for jumping on mummy's bed like nobody's business and not watching your step. What was memorable was the way you told your Uncle Didih about the 'event'. Your story was short &amp;amp; simple, "Disana mummy woom, jump-jump, Fud-dun then akit, beeding, mau ice." I think only I understood your short story about your bloody lip. hehe. But nevertheless I give you an A for effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all sitting in the den a couple of weeks ago watching TV and of course you were minding your own business playing on your slide and swing. Daddy and mummy were amazed at how you suddenly sat on your swing, fastened the seatbelt and said "So we Safe!" I guess watching Dora does have a huge affect on kids. The following day, your new Trunki suitcase arrived! Yay! Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy are hoping to take you on a plane, as you requested a couple of months ago. You spent all night 'testing' it out. You absolutely love your new ride! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUEStRTFFLI/AAAAAAAAAts/g4cguCFX8os/s1600/164530_488566911931_703436931_6680864_3949204_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUEStRTFFLI/AAAAAAAAAts/g4cguCFX8os/s320/164530_488566911931_703436931_6680864_3949204_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566751183353484466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Trunki Ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been a very lucky girl this month as two of your aunties bought you footwear and Grandma gave you a collection of figurines, dinosaurs (your favourite) and some other toys from Uncle Azim's collection. Your Mami'Nah bought you bunny slippers and your Mami'mimi bought you a pair of ruby-wizard of Oz-shoes. You could not stop wearing them in the house. Eventually you did after I told you they were special shoes and you can only wear them during "Chinese Hari Raya". hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUESTmKSs4I/AAAAAAAAAtc/IsMesEjH-KY/s1600/DSC09343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUESTmKSs4I/AAAAAAAAAtc/IsMesEjH-KY/s320/DSC09343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566750742277174146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New PJ's &amp;amp; Bunny Slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your toddler group has started again and as usual you always enjoy those couple of hours at ISB playing and seeing Baby Zane. On the way home the other day, since mummy's backseat is packed with all sorts of your entertainment stuff, you picked up the children's encyclopedia on animals and flipped the pages. You then asked your Nanny to find the picture of a "Ka'roo". It took us a while to realize what you meant. Rupa-rupa nya 'Kangaroo'...haha. I cracked up laughing like a hyena when I found out what 'Ka'roo' meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullillah you are slowly learning your shapes and colours. So far, what mummy has observed is that you definitely know pink, your favourite colour &amp;amp; green, another favourite. As for shapes, you can differentiate between a circle and a triangle. I love how you say the words though. "Sikul" &amp;amp; "Tiangul". You also know "Scare" which is square! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUETsbplubI/AAAAAAAAAuE/SBnZfbn2gFY/s1600/168723_492389021931_703436931_6738859_2039289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUETsbplubI/AAAAAAAAAuE/SBnZfbn2gFY/s320/168723_492389021931_703436931_6738859_2039289_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566752268464011698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spotted a Dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, we were in mummy's room and we put on the "dolphin" cartoon. As we watched the dolphin swim in the sea and surf the waves, you suddenly said, "Mia want swim dolphin." I have been scratching my head wondering how am I ever going to fulfill that request of yours. Maybe when you are a little older, we can do that in Singapore at the Dolphin Lagoon at Sentosa Island. But you wont be able to that till you are 6 years old. How I wish we had a zoo here in Brunei. Maybe one day my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUEStiOwvnI/AAAAAAAAAt0/K13GGM15FdM/s1600/168919_484579511931_703436931_6619626_6686218_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUEStiOwvnI/AAAAAAAAAt0/K13GGM15FdM/s320/168919_484579511931_703436931_6619626_6686218_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566751187898777202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia thinking its a camera phone&lt;br /&gt;*Schmile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8642777682289112516?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8642777682289112516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8642777682289112516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8642777682289112516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8642777682289112516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/01/26-months.html' title='26 Months'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TUEVVsR625I/AAAAAAAAAuM/q6kn9JAx64U/s72-c/167572_494296391931_703436931_6766163_2849464_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-1283248667260661055</id><published>2011-01-18T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T19:52:11.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Daughter Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TTew5RBys7I/AAAAAAAAAtM/QOlAv0Br4BM/s1600/DSC09344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TTew5RBys7I/AAAAAAAAAtM/QOlAv0Br4BM/s320/DSC09344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564110362509489074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today you went to the office with Daddy and of course you decided you would like to be all dressed up. I prepared your top &amp;amp; leggings and you said, "Ollow Daddy ofis, pakai 'ticken baju and pants, okay mummy!" Then I told you to get your shoes in the cupboard. I told you to get your sport shoes BUT you came back to me with your dressy black shoes. So I went to your shoe cupboard and took out your sport shoes, you said, "Go Daddy ofis." sternly while carrying your black shoes. Goes to show that you want to dress smart when you go to daddy's office! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-1283248667260661055?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1283248667260661055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=1283248667260661055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1283248667260661055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1283248667260661055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/01/daddy-daughter-day-out.html' title='Daddy Daughter Day Out'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TTew5RBys7I/AAAAAAAAAtM/QOlAv0Br4BM/s72-c/DSC09344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5602235584681951663</id><published>2011-01-09T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:40:27.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NBT Toy Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_hK-QOQjI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xYSz5uHWSvY/s1600/DSC09339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_hK-QOQjI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xYSz5uHWSvY/s320/DSC09339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561911643451834930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_hKhuTo4I/AAAAAAAAAs8/6oAZmYvQ_1g/s1600/DSC09337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_hKhuTo4I/AAAAAAAAAs8/6oAZmYvQ_1g/s320/DSC09337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561911635793388418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_hKRlQlcI/AAAAAAAAAs0/DRMAImGdbf4/s1600/DSC09330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_hKRlQlcI/AAAAAAAAAs0/DRMAImGdbf4/s320/DSC09330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561911631460472258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_hKAjyl3I/AAAAAAAAAss/XeTqsForqxs/s1600/DSC09329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_hKAjyl3I/AAAAAAAAAss/XeTqsForqxs/s320/DSC09329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561911626890909554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_girE7iXI/AAAAAAAAAsk/s5v_Qh3RWys/s1600/DSC09323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_girE7iXI/AAAAAAAAAsk/s5v_Qh3RWys/s320/DSC09323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561910951109429618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_giWpAR0I/AAAAAAAAAsc/a_dohSlbYZc/s1600/DSC09319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_giWpAR0I/AAAAAAAAAsc/a_dohSlbYZc/s320/DSC09319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561910945623590722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_giLfz2BI/AAAAAAAAAsU/H1Mi3NXFMOk/s1600/DSC09311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_giLfz2BI/AAAAAAAAAsU/H1Mi3NXFMOk/s320/DSC09311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561910942632237074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_ghx9CeBI/AAAAAAAAAsM/euOtzYq23mQ/s1600/DSC09307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_ghx9CeBI/AAAAAAAAAsM/euOtzYq23mQ/s320/DSC09307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561910935775508498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_ghoNmD1I/AAAAAAAAAsE/kilDcLL7PuM/s1600/DSC09305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_ghoNmD1I/AAAAAAAAAsE/kilDcLL7PuM/s320/DSC09305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561910933160595282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5602235584681951663?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5602235584681951663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5602235584681951663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5602235584681951663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5602235584681951663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/01/nbt-toy-kingdom.html' title='NBT Toy Kingdom'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS_hK-QOQjI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xYSz5uHWSvY/s72-c/DSC09339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7666835014158355978</id><published>2010-12-26T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:26:39.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T'was the night Before Christmas.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS62QLthAeI/AAAAAAAAArs/mcQO-zPyfH0/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS62QLthAeI/AAAAAAAAArs/mcQO-zPyfH0/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561582978987000290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was the night before christmas when we actually decided to put up the  tree. X'mas this year was celebrated on a down-low. Very minimal on  gifts compared to last year. Grandma made her spread of x'mas lunch  consisting of roast turkey, lamb, roast potatoes, mashed carrot &amp;amp;  turnip and sprouts. Before we left for Grandma's house, I set up your gift from Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy. A swing &amp;amp; slide set. When you came downstairs &amp;amp; saw it under the tree, the look on your face was priceless! You seemed shocked &amp;amp; happy at the same time. Iski lagi tu! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS62PxxkyxI/AAAAAAAAArk/AFVz674lmng/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS62PxxkyxI/AAAAAAAAArk/AFVz674lmng/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561582972024703762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS614X-9ihI/AAAAAAAAArc/OgkB5-mjj5w/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS614X-9ihI/AAAAAAAAArc/OgkB5-mjj5w/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561582569964538386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS614AtLHbI/AAAAAAAAArU/w5jw4uh9U0Q/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS60co-efcI/AAAAAAAAAqk/7lqrmF7RCS8/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561580993977941442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS60cUdmqxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/jzRa1hB0a44/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS60cUdmqxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/jzRa1hB0a44/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561580988471356178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS60cAF6QiI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Y3EeNEfqSIY/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS60cAF6QiI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Y3EeNEfqSIY/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561580983003267618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7666835014158355978?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7666835014158355978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7666835014158355978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7666835014158355978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7666835014158355978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/12/twas-night-before-christmas.html' title='T&apos;was the night Before Christmas.....'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS62QLthAeI/AAAAAAAAArs/mcQO-zPyfH0/s72-c/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-3111431788597874250</id><published>2010-12-25T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T18:35:30.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS-0IB9Zr5I/AAAAAAAAAr0/XOeIbhH47dk/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS-0IB9Zr5I/AAAAAAAAAr0/XOeIbhH47dk/s320/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561862114883776402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another month has passed. Alhamdullillah. Since you have turned two, you have become more 'belabih'. You are definitely your daddy's girl. Again, your musical talents showed themselves. You started saying 'Baa Baa black sheep' in the car and singing it, well parts of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love communicating with you now since you know how to string words together. You still get jumbled up with certain words, like when you are having dinner and you want me to feed you, you would say "Want mummy feed you". I think its because I always ask, "Do you want me to feed you?" So now, we are teaching you to say, "Want mummy to feed Mia". Another milestone I am proud of is the fact that you are now officially 'bilingual'. Pandai sudah cakap melayu!!!! Yayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was playing with the fridge magnets and put them on my eyes. It really crackled you up as you started laughing and called out to your daddy to share with him this funny episode. "Daddy, look mummy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, you have caught a bad word and started saying it. It broke my heart that I had to discipline you. But if I didn't do so, you would think it was okay to say that word. After a couple of days, you finally said "Oh No" instead of the 'S' word. Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often pass the NBT Toy Kingdom decorations and the other day you said, Look Daddy Snowman. I was absolutely shocked. Normally you would say "Mas tree all the way", but this time you said snowman. It clicked to me that you probably learnt that from Dora, your latest cartoon craze!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my Princess, before you know it another month will pass by and mummy will be writing about your other latest antics. Learn away my love, learn away~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-3111431788597874250?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3111431788597874250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=3111431788597874250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3111431788597874250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3111431788597874250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/12/25-months.html' title='25 months'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS-0IB9Zr5I/AAAAAAAAAr0/XOeIbhH47dk/s72-c/Copy%2Bof%2BDSC09302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8368765731711521673</id><published>2010-12-17T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T23:56:56.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night at the Empire for X'mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6v4VlXQUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/7F4RMFIfjqs/s1600/DSC09267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6v38959rI/AAAAAAAAAp8/4B5y0R3qQE0/s320/DSC09252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561575965642585778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6v3lAG-XI/AAAAAAAAAp0/6f1V9ZVKolU/s1600/DSC09243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6v3lAG-XI/AAAAAAAAAp0/6f1V9ZVKolU/s320/DSC09243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561575959209376114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8368765731711521673?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8368765731711521673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8368765731711521673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8368765731711521673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8368765731711521673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2011/01/night-at-empire-for-xmas.html' title='A Night at the Empire for X&apos;mas'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6v4VlXQUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/7F4RMFIfjqs/s72-c/DSC09267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-1987960605178174762</id><published>2010-12-13T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:25:28.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia's Birthday Celebrations</title><content type='html'>Dear Birthday Girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are one lucky angel. What was suppose to be a quiet evening dinner  with cake afterwards turned out to be a spontaneous mini party  celebration. Mummy made steamboat that night and bought you a little  cake. Then Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma wanted to come over to give you your  gift as well as Daddy Shaz &amp;amp; family and A'ee Vivi &amp;amp; family. Of course on top of that, you also got lovely greetings from those who love you on FaceBook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k8CmRznI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6aYMEYoQt8w/s1600/DSC09191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k8CmRznI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6aYMEYoQt8w/s320/DSC09191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561493572501491314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Birthday Girl with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k8TLvqgI/AAAAAAAAAoM/-34v_5Nwm5M/s1600/DSC09193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k8TLvqgI/AAAAAAAAAoM/-34v_5Nwm5M/s320/DSC09193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561493576953604610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Birthday Girl with Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k8-DUy7I/AAAAAAAAAoU/CMl1NTwZ2io/s1600/DSC09194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k8-DUy7I/AAAAAAAAAoU/CMl1NTwZ2io/s320/DSC09194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561493588461013938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baca Doa selamat for Mia by Uncle BB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k9JIuw3I/AAAAAAAAAoc/222uFKMhLBU/s1600/DSC09196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k9JIuw3I/AAAAAAAAAoc/222uFKMhLBU/s320/DSC09196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561493591436477298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprise visit by Abang Irshad, Best Birthday gift ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k9UvUqjI/AAAAAAAAAok/7fc3qPg-YZU/s1600/DSC09201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k9UvUqjI/AAAAAAAAAok/7fc3qPg-YZU/s320/DSC09201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561493594551134770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia's little cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nSSF9MTI/AAAAAAAAAos/g57DcQ3D7BI/s1600/DSC09205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nSSF9MTI/AAAAAAAAAos/g57DcQ3D7BI/s320/DSC09205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561496153641267506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blowing out the candle with Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nSvxbI2I/AAAAAAAAAo0/q6kh4c5yycM/s1600/DSC09210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nSvxbI2I/AAAAAAAAAo0/q6kh4c5yycM/s320/DSC09210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561496161608213346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening Gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nTYPyfoI/AAAAAAAAApE/Eb7Z4dnE1k0/s1600/DSC09215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nTYPyfoI/AAAAAAAAApE/Eb7Z4dnE1k0/s320/DSC09215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561496172472991362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keyboard from Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nTIKAceI/AAAAAAAAAo8/9VOa87c8mgw/s1600/DSC09214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nTIKAceI/AAAAAAAAAo8/9VOa87c8mgw/s320/DSC09214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561496168153772514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Alive from Abang Irshad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nSvxbI2I/AAAAAAAAAo0/q6kh4c5yycM/s1600/DSC09210.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nTvV_5AI/AAAAAAAAApM/MMlmkVECGVU/s1600/DSC09219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5nTvV_5AI/AAAAAAAAApM/MMlmkVECGVU/s320/DSC09219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561496178673050626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vanity Table from Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the following Sunday, Mama hosted a little gathering with the family to have DimSum at Emperor's Court in your honour. Unfortunately, mummy forgot all about your cake, as your GrandAuntie Siti had passed away a day after your birthday. Then the following week, Your Mami'Nah was so sweet to organize &amp;amp; host a Pool party for you &amp;amp; your cousins. I think because you are the Masri's youngest princess, you totally get spoiled to bits! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6XcQSa-JI/AAAAAAAAAps/sbDmtfZcN1I/s1600/DSC09222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6XcQSa-JI/AAAAAAAAAps/sbDmtfZcN1I/s320/DSC09222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561549101513504914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DimSum-ing at Emperor's court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6Xbwuk4vI/AAAAAAAAApc/ltSFtEC21gM/s1600/DSC09234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6Xbwuk4vI/AAAAAAAAApc/ltSFtEC21gM/s320/DSC09234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561549093041660658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pool Party Games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6XcPXVsSI/AAAAAAAAApk/SSVXxk-hIAs/s1600/DSC09232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6XcPXVsSI/AAAAAAAAApk/SSVXxk-hIAs/s320/DSC09232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561549101265695010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Kaka Elyza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6XbixrhVI/AAAAAAAAApU/XcAzS5v-c9E/s1600/DSC09242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6XbixrhVI/AAAAAAAAApU/XcAzS5v-c9E/s320/DSC09242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561549089296581970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Mami'Nah for this yummy cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS6XcQSa-JI/AAAAAAAAAps/sbDmtfZcN1I/s1600/DSC09222.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-1987960605178174762?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1987960605178174762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=1987960605178174762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1987960605178174762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1987960605178174762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/11/mias-birthday-celebrations.html' title='Mia&apos;s Birthday Celebrations'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TS5k8CmRznI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6aYMEYoQt8w/s72-c/DSC09191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-6747730745846089601</id><published>2010-11-23T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:39:26.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Two!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TPX622ecqqI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rJui7hU0G7g/s1600/DSC09189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TPX622ecqqI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rJui7hU0G7g/s320/DSC09189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545614336419736226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Exactly two years ago, you were born"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Sugarplum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullillah, you are now two years old, though we've already been teaching you to answer "two" when someone asks you how old you are. We have also achieved success when we ask, what is your name, you will say correctly "Mia". No more "anya" or "iya"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, mummy has to remind herself to always lock the door when I'm changing. You have finally figured out a technique on how to open the door though you can bearly reach the door handle. For the past couple of months, when I'm in the room and the door is closed, I would only hear the sound of the door handle being turned numerous times. But earlier this month, you successfully opened the door! Yayy for you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already lost track on your vocabulary because it seems to be increasing tremendously. You now say "sus me" when we are in your way. Politeness is definitely a must &amp;amp; you have adapted to it very easily. Alhamdullillah. You have also learned to form sentences. You took me by surprise one night when you said your first  almost-perfect sentence. I was cooking dinner in the kitchen and you  said to your nanny, "I want see mummy cook." That put a huge smile on my face. Late last month, daddy went on a trip to KK to climb Mount Kinabalu. Though he was driving there with Uncle BB, to make you understand that he was going away, we explained to you that daddy was going on an aeroplane for a couple of days. Daddy said goodbye, gave you a kiss and a hug. Then you said, as daddy was walking out the door, "Mia want go aeroplane daddy." Aww...rawan hati mummy tarus. Next time we will bring you on a trip kay love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, you were playing with Daddy's phone but dropped it, twice so daddy has been cautious when he lends you the phone to play with. The following day, you wanted to play with his phone but daddy was using it so I took you to the bedroom to take your mind off playing on his phone. I explained to you, that if you drop the phone, it will become rosak and daddy will get angry. Half way through breastfeeding you, you stopped and said, "No touch daddy's phone, dangerous". Then you looked up at mummy and with your sweet face, smiling you said, "Mummy buy Mia phone same daddy, kay." That really cracked me up. I might just have to buy you an i-Touch very soon. You're too much of a smarty pants and I'm afraid you might remember and keep on asking me...hehe...you already know what I keep in my handbag, you always say "Money"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also know how to use the word "This" now. Out of the blue you started pointing to my head and said, "This mummy head", did the same to daddy and said, "This Daddy head" then did the same to yourself and said "This Mia head". Must teach you "This is" next. We also have this new game we play now. Whatever you are holding, I will say, "That's my doll!" and you will reply, "Nooooo....its mine!" I have also started playing Simon Says with you. So far, you score ten out of ten listening and doing whatever I command. Excellent! Besides the word 'that', you have also been using the word 'what?'. I mumbled something to you the other day and you replied "What?" in a very loud voice. I think I must start teaching you to say 'sorry' or 'excuse me' instead of what! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, I brought you for a walk around Jerudong Park. It was your first time and you absolutely loved it! Since then you have been asking to go every week. You saw the merry-go-round and some other rides but you were mostly fascinated by the dinosaur sculptures. So, you have dubbed JP as the 'Dinosaur Park'. The following day I brought you to Times Square. The first shop on the 1st floor when you get off the escalator is a Toy Shop so of course we had to go and have a look-see. Outside of the shop, they had set up a kiddy keyboard complete with a miniature stool. You sat down, switched it on and played it. You did not want to leave. Your Grandma &amp;amp; Granpa actually bought it for you (in pink) as your birthday gift today. You lucky devil!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are on the subject of music, I am glad to say you can now sing one malay nursery rhyme. Grandma was teaching you "Are you Sleeping" and since the tune is the same, she taught you "Hujan Turun". I love hearing you sing it with me with your hand gestures especially the "disini, disini" part!! Its too cute! Are you sleeping on the other hand, cracks me up when you sing the 'brother' part. You say 'Brother Jung' instead of John. I honestly think Maher Zain is a God-send. Because of his songs, you know how to say Allah, though it comes out as "Awoh". Its a start I guess. I am still amazed at how you can sing to his songs. I think you are his youngest fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for your characteristics, you are definitely a friendly little kid! We were at the Philippine Embassy the other day and you made friends with a little Filipino girl who was roughly around the same age as you. You both started holding hands and running around the Embassy. You kept on bringing her over to the X'mas tree and pointing to the decorations. Maybe you'll see her again at Toddler Group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we sat down to watch "All Dogs go to Heaven". And yet again, my sensitive lil pumpkin, just like the Heffalump movie, you cried towards the end of the movie. I must say it was sad when the dog had to leave the little girl to go to heaven. I understand how you felt since Mummy too cried during this part when I watched it many many years ago. The apple does not fall far from the tree, my love. You are your mother's daughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, you have become very attached to your nanny. You often cling onto her when we are at family functions and always ask for her when I scold you. It often breaks my heart when you ask for your nanny to put you to sleep instead of me. It makes me think that I am a bad mother and that I am not spending enough time with you or maybe the love I have for you is not enough. Wa'lahualam. Nevertheless, my sweet little angel, though I often feel hurt &amp;amp; unwanted while you are going through this terrible two stage, just to let you know, I love you no matter what. Alhamdullillah, we were together today to celebrate your second birthday and mummy prays everyday that you will grow up to be a pious young lady, full of love and understanding and will always have Allah swt in your heart. Ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you my precious one&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-6747730745846089601?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6747730745846089601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=6747730745846089601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6747730745846089601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6747730745846089601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/11/big-two.html' title='The Big Two!!!'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TPX622ecqqI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rJui7hU0G7g/s72-c/DSC09189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5323410582971467601</id><published>2010-10-29T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:06:43.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqzhg_cSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/wHBM0w_Ej8g/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqywNhQrI/AAAAAAAAAno/R210pUIxrZg/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqywNhQrI/AAAAAAAAAno/R210pUIxrZg/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532226612438844082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lil Miss Mia at 23 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dearest Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullillah, another month has passed. In  exactly a months time you will be two years old. MasyAllah how time  flies. Your vocabulary has now increased. I have realized that recently  you now can use four-five words in a sentence. You have also blossomed  in the music area. Now, you love to sing, especially Maher Zain's songs,  twinkle twinkle, Barney's theme song, If you are happy and you know it,  Barney's rainbow song and This is the way. I love singing the last song  with you because we get to make up all sorts. We start off with "brush  our teeth", then "comb our hair", followed by "wash our face", "wash our  hands" and "drink our tea".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of last month, I sat  you down and sang the Barney song, followed by the "head shoulder knees  &amp;amp; toes" song then twinkle twinkle little star. Then you said "Hand  hand" while clapping ur hand. I looked at daddy and couldn't register  what u were talking about, apparently you wanted me to sing " If ur  happy and u know it clap your hands".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your antics still  crack me up, the other day, you put your doll on my tummy &amp;amp; told me  to feed her with her pretend bottle, then I said, "Baby do u want  mummy's nenen?", you quickly snatched the doll away from me and said  "Noooo" and feed the doll her bottle. Jealous much? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since  the "indo-mie for breakfast everyday" episode, I am now more careful  with what your Nanny feeds you. I have stocked up the cupboard with  healthy snacks and when I'm at the supermarket, I would be sure to buy  some fruits. So, on most mornings now you have your Honeystars which you  call "Mamam Star" and 'nulk' (milk). One morning, you were playing with  your food and I said "Eat ur breakfast!", then your nanny talked about  monkeys and that they would enjoy honeystars. You immediately replied  "Nooo, monkey no mamam star!" hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this month you were  jumping from the bed to the mattress (probably perasaan it was a  swimming pool! haha). You did it a couple of times and daddy said "Okay,  last one...one more and thats it. U have to stop, sakit karang". You  climbed back onto the bed and said, "kay last" then jumped. Then you got  ready to do another one and said "One more, kay, one more". This went  on for a couple more jumps...haha. Daddy couldn't help but just smile.  You are so cheeky, my lil monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now introduced you to  coloring pencils and crayons. Once you saw a pen &amp;amp; paper on the bar  and said "Write name". Since then I've bought you a couple of colouring  books but I have also been rewarded with crayon stains on your table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  also have a fascination for Rabbits lately, especially since you have  been playing with your Auntie Mimi's rabbit at her house. Two weeks ago,  before going to the park, we took a stroll over to the neighbours  house. I wanted to ask if they were selling their rabbits. You seem just  too eager to have one. After much persuasion to go home, we left only  to find you telling your daddy when we got home, "Daddy buy abbit,  okay". Later on, on the way to the park, in the car, you were in the  backseat and started repeating all the people you know (which you  normally do), this time round, you finally added in "mimi" "mami na" and  "daddy shaz"...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can also say that now, you have a  fascination for dragons too since a couple of your dvd's have dragons in  them. During one of our movie nights, we bought a dvd (How to Train  your Dragon) and settled in the TV room. The yound boy in the cartoon  wanted to touch the dragon, and you said "Don tach the budden...!" Your pronouncation of the word ragon and falldown sound similar so when I said, "O-oo, dragon  falldown", you said "Budden Fudden"...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new word I have heard from you is "ello ello" which apparently means Marshmellow.&lt;br /&gt;Recently  your Auntie Sue arrived bearing your birthday gift, which was a huge  dollhouse. Since you saw the box sitting on the patio table at Mami'Na's  house, you knew it was for you so I guess you had your birthday gift  earlier than expected. You absolutely love your "Babie house"...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullillah,  counting is another milestone achieved this month. Must of been all  those times when we count the steps when we go upstairs. But, you are  still missing out on four and eight. Your counting starts like this;  "Wan, Tew, Tee, Five, Sik, Sefen, Nain, Ten!"....Yayyy!&lt;br /&gt;Your number  of words in a sentence has also increased to about four to five words.  So now you can make phrases! Alhamdullillah. Some of your favourite  phrases are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want go mummy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want I want I want"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want try want try"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  afternoon you shocked me when you said, "Daddy, I want see Meow,  please", referring to the Talking TomCat on his iPhone. And this evening  we passed Bismi (where we went the week before) and said " want see  book"....proves your memory is excellent too my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep learning my love.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:  We have also started Solat lessons. Its never too early to teach you  how to pray my love. Insyallah, by the time you are 4 yrs old, you will  be able to do sholat by yourself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqzhg_cSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/wHBM0w_Ej8g/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqzhg_cSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/wHBM0w_Ej8g/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532226625673851170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Relaxing with Daddy main "meow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqy7MTnrI/AAAAAAAAAng/U3G_1j9J6ZM/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqy7MTnrI/AAAAAAAAAng/U3G_1j9J6ZM/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532226615386545842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Graduating Music Class"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSM93mrmI/AAAAAAAAAnA/7H5nRncWOb0/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSM93mrmI/AAAAAAAAAnA/7H5nRncWOb0/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532199574990925410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Occupying herself in the car, colouring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqylnqufI/AAAAAAAAAnY/wRPkz_xjZvQ/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqylnqufI/AAAAAAAAAnY/wRPkz_xjZvQ/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532226609595726322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Reading her Mermaid Book "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSNTXxmJI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/4rfPmcgO5ew/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSNTXxmJI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/4rfPmcgO5ew/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532199580763003026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Relax Mode- Watching How to Train Your Budden"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSNOZoMTI/AAAAAAAAAnI/3W7CFsb58YA/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSNOZoMTI/AAAAAAAAAnI/3W7CFsb58YA/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532199579428598066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"My Princess Mia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSMnIG-gI/AAAAAAAAAm4/PduQCbQXuWY/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSMnIG-gI/AAAAAAAAAm4/PduQCbQXuWY/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532199568886135298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"With Auntie Sue &amp;amp; Daddy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSMjfYZxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/c3zcWTIIbIw/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSMjfYZxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/c3zcWTIIbIw/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZSMjfYZxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/c3zcWTIIbIw/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532199567910004498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Belajar how to Sholat with mummy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5323410582971467601?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5323410582971467601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5323410582971467601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5323410582971467601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5323410582971467601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/09/23-months-old.html' title='23 Months Old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TMZqywNhQrI/AAAAAAAAAno/R210pUIxrZg/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5101427391572697729</id><published>2010-09-27T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T01:00:47.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TKGfqJhU8hI/AAAAAAAAAmo/IlaFMfqOK1Y/s1600/DSC09128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TKGfqJhU8hI/AAAAAAAAAmo/IlaFMfqOK1Y/s320/DSC09128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521870164591964690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Darling Daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another month has passed yet again and you are now two months shy of your second birthday. I will try my best to sort out preparations for your birthday party soon. We will have a bouncer, a pool and a variety of food while being surrounded by your loved ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya this year fell on a Friday, 10th September. Since that day, your favourite word has been "Shhuuueeet". This month you have also shown us one of your many talents, singing as well as making up your own song! Sometimes we would catch you just doddling about and humming or singing to yourself. We caught you singing "Daddy, Daddy, Mummy...". When your abang Irshad was at the house the other day, I asked you to sing Irshad a song and you stalled for a while then started to sing, "Abang abang abang~" It seems like you are very attached to your abang Irshad. That same night I can just remember you walking around the living room holding your abang's hand and looking up at him. I thought it was just too adorable! I think he wanted to hang out with his brothers in the game room after that but when he let go of your hand and tried to persuade you to go into the game room with him, you pulled a long face, ran over to me and started crying and kicking. You have become a very sensitive toddler now. I guess its part of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 5th Day of Raya you went over to Aa'ee Vivi's house for a Raya breakfast. Your daddy told me you were playing with Irshad and either pinched or scratched his cheeks. He was about to cry but lucky your daddy told him you didn't mean it. I think you were just so "gerigitan" with him. But nevertheless, I still thought I needed to give you a pep-talk on what you did. At home, daddy told me all about it and I called you to my room to sit on my lap. You willingly did so and cutely answered my question when I asked where you had been earlier on. "Abang Irshad" was your answer. Then I asked you, did you hurt abang irshad? Did you scratch his face? Then you looked at me, thinking what to answer then you looked at your daddy. Haha. I could imagine you were probably thinking Daddy was a tattle taler for telling me. But you finally answered me and said, "abang irshad cry". I don't know if you did understand me, but it was worth a try to explain to you that what you did was wrong because you hurt abang irshad and you made him cry. That night and the next day, all you said was, "Abang akit, kish". Translated, that meant, "I hurt Abang Irshad. Can we go see him so I can kiss his cheek?" hehe. A couple of days after, she saw her Abang Irshad and all was well again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Nanny has taught you the "Head Shoulders, knees &amp;amp; Toes" song...and everytime she sings it, you will just say the last words, like "Tooes" and "Nose"...The same thing happens when I sing the Barney song. Haha. Lately you have a fascination with keys! Everytime we leave the house, you ask for the house keys. Last week I asked you what you had in your hands. From the backseat you shouted "KEYS". Then I asked, what are they for, and you replied, "Open Door". It was the way you said that cracked me up. Sounded like you were french!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are now a sensitive young lady and cry easily if we scold you. You have a love for "stickers" which you pronounce as 'tickers', you love riding in your little tikes car as you think you can now "drive", another word you have learnt over the past month and you now know that there is money in those green packets. Cheeky sometimes when you actually ask for money. Must teach you not to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You surprised me last week though, when we were at your Grandma's house. Since they were away, we went over to check on the house. You were looking at the fish and kept saying, "Mamam fish, mamam fish". I didn't know where the fish food was so I said we would feed the fish when grandpa gets back. You still insisted on mamam-ing the fish and pointed to the cupboard. I checked the cupboard and you were right, the fish food was in the cupboard. Now Grandpa can rely on you to feed his fish when he goes away next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you princess!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5101427391572697729?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5101427391572697729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5101427391572697729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5101427391572697729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5101427391572697729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/09/22-months-old.html' title='22 Months Old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TKGfqJhU8hI/AAAAAAAAAmo/IlaFMfqOK1Y/s72-c/DSC09128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-1184893494943661918</id><published>2010-09-27T22:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:57:46.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TKGDjVde48I/AAAAAAAAAmg/TKVGnwNeMYU/s1600/DSC09112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TKGDUwt8pqI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/cYb9Kmdc0oM/s320/DSC09133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521839010831181474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TKGDUteeb2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/ZiGo624u3N8/s1600/DSC09114.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-1184893494943661918?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1184893494943661918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=1184893494943661918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1184893494943661918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1184893494943661918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-2010.html' title='Raya 2010'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TKGDjVde48I/AAAAAAAAAmg/TKVGnwNeMYU/s72-c/DSC09112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7761477991830305710</id><published>2010-08-24T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T22:39:56.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/THSsmNQBY0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Y645Fe4mPHQ/s1600/40521_10150238232060577_634225576_13911035_5819567_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/THSsmNQBY0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Y645Fe4mPHQ/s320/40521_10150238232060577_634225576_13911035_5819567_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509218016572826434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;21 Months today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Lil'Miss Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 21 months today and Masyallah, you are growing. You are now one talkative lil toddler and you have had all sorts of antics. One day last month you started to do the "electrified" look in the mirror. Thank God that didn't last long. You looked funny when you did it and it absolutely cracked me up. That same weekend Daddy was away so we made Batik cake for Auntie Mamah. When it chilled you had your first bite and I'm positive you loved it! Just like mummy! The next day, we prepared your dinner consisting of rice and chicken but you refused to eat and cheekily asked for "Sup" instead. I had to quickly make soup for you so you would be full before bedtime. That Sunday, we met up with your Grandpa at the tyre shop to do mummy's tyres. Then we all went to Mall Manggis. Your grandpa brought you to the toy section and the moment you saw the baby alive doll, you said "Wowww". Your grandpa couldn't resist and ended up buying it for you. Since then you have been feeding your baby doll and changing her pampers...often sampai the sticker on the pampers won't stick anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following week you attended your first kindermusik class with Teacher Deon. Co-incidently, the music school is located just in front of your Uncle Ayah's house. Grandma accompanied us during your first class and your face lit up when she walked through the door. It was a nice experience to see how you would react in front of a class full of kids. You reminded me of your Daddy when he attends functions in a room of people he doesn't know. Very quiet and reserved. I guess it takes you time to charge-up then you take after mummy. You become a little socialite! The kindermusik class isn't just a normal music class, it helps teach you to learn new words to extend your vocabulary and understand commands. And after one class, you learnt a new word. I caught you stomping on the bed saying "march, march". Then a couple of nights after that, I told you to switch on the bedroom lamp but it wouldn't come on, so I told you to switch on the plug, and you did do so. Music class has taught you to understand my commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month we received an Akira stereo as a lucky draw gift during their annual dinner. We decided to put it in your room so you can listen to the radio. Ever since we set it up, it has mostly been on the "Al-quran" channel. Funnily enough, since then, you now sleep really soundly in your room during nap time and you don't cry when I leave you upstairs alone while I go to the kitchen. I just hear you shout "mummy, mummy" to make sure i'm still downstairs and not outside..haha. The other day we were out, just the two of us and I had Maher Zain's song on and was singing away. You joined in singing "Insyallah" but only singing the "Awwah" and the "wayyyy" part. It was too too cute! On one of the days, I was sitting on the bed watching TV and you were beside me. I caught you holding your hands up in a scooped manner and assumed you were trying to perfect your "Do'a" hands then you started doing your "Amin" correctly in front instead of sideways! Excellent my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sunday before the Ramadhan began, we were invited by Zane &amp;amp; his mama to their pool party. It was a nice and intimate gathering. And you were in the paddling pool nearly all afternoon. The next day you had diarrhea and felt feverish. I assume you drank too much pool water which you often like to do. Due to your sensitive skin, you started getting a diaper-rash. It was the worst one ever. It came to a point where I decided you were not to wear pampers and so I let you walk around the house with just panties. Everytime you looked like you wanted to do a number two, which was obvious as you would start crying, I would quickly put you on the toilet. We did this until your rash subsided. I thought I would be able to kill two birds with one stone and potty train you  in the process, but I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you have the Barbie cartoon collection, you have become a ballerina. I ask you to do the ballerina dance and you would swirl, dance around and around on your tip toes with your arms up high. Must send you to Ballet class when you are abit older. The other day Daddy asked you how much did you love him, you replied "Much" with your arms wide open! Sometimes you say the cutest things. Recently I accidentally hit my elbow on the table and you just looked at me and said "Dum dum"...Cheeky monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nice to hear your vocabulary increasing. Besides learning the word "March" at music class, you have also learned to say "MILK" when you want your bottle of milk and Stuck when you get stuck..hehe. As for parts of your body, you now know where your armpits are! Yesterday, you saw a white car pass us by on the road, pointed and said 'daddy', then you saw a red vitara pass by and said 'mummy'. It took me awhile to realize you were associating the passing cars with the same colours as ours. I think its time to teach you colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it slips my mind, if you ever read this, I want you to know I apologize if you grow up to be a neat freak like mummy. You have already been showing signs like picking bits off my blouse, especially if I'm wearing black and you have started tucking things away neatly in your drawer in my room. At least I know you'll be a tidy kid! Talking about drawers, I love it when we are about to go out and I would tell you to get your shoes. You would run to your room, open the bottom drawer and choose the shoes you want to wear. If you're in a nice dress, you normally take out your hari raya shoes which I put back. If we're just nipping out, I would tell you to wear sandles and you choose between your sandles or your crocs. What makes this rirual even cuter is the fact that you open your top drawer to take your socks, after you have picked your shoes! It won't be long now and you'll be dressing yourself...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you loads baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7761477991830305710?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7761477991830305710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7761477991830305710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7761477991830305710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7761477991830305710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/08/21-months-old.html' title='21 Months Old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/THSsmNQBY0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Y645Fe4mPHQ/s72-c/40521_10150238232060577_634225576_13911035_5819567_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-6887394035197214337</id><published>2010-08-08T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:46:15.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Funday in Muara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtlOGieRQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/k4SlljjM9ds/s1600/38669_10150238239465577_634225576_13911434_3503799_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtioULeCuI/AAAAAAAAAkg/sSYyxKPB5EM/s1600/33520_118728404842714_100001166644855_106567_8079371_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtioULeCuI/AAAAAAAAAkg/sSYyxKPB5EM/s320/33520_118728404842714_100001166644855_106567_8079371_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506603414141668066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Lil Miss Mia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was the last Sunday before Ramadhan begins and we received an invite from Zane &amp;amp; his Mama to attend a sunday funday event at their residence. Zane's mama rented the water slide and we had a whole spread of yummy food! We arrived at midday and didn't leave till 8pm! Mia slept like a baby that night! Thank you Abby for a great Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtip8CWzrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KrFcxbTiV-o/s1600/39239_10150238227570577_634225576_13910786_2859393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtipVy_zfI/AAAAAAAAAk4/WNlgXh4Zhz0/s1600/39083_10150238225735577_634225576_13910719_5038463_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtipVy_zfI/AAAAAAAAAk4/WNlgXh4Zhz0/s320/39083_10150238225735577_634225576_13910719_5038463_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506603431755763186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The Innocent face"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkGdvygPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/xTBwS3jLsBI/s1600/39838_10150238226510577_634225576_13910745_4267542_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkGdvygPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/xTBwS3jLsBI/s320/39838_10150238226510577_634225576_13910745_4267542_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506605031617626354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The baywatch babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtip8CWzrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KrFcxbTiV-o/s1600/39239_10150238227570577_634225576_13910786_2859393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtip8CWzrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KrFcxbTiV-o/s320/39239_10150238227570577_634225576_13910786_2859393_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506603442020732594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the Pool with abby &amp;amp; baby ranya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtioyZXEFI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ASr0JiWfBnk/s1600/37977_10150238228545577_634225576_13910842_1877674_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtioyZXEFI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ASr0JiWfBnk/s320/37977_10150238228545577_634225576_13910842_1877674_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506603422252994642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia's new found friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkGKVKq3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/JWEUDmoeWWc/s1600/40312_430569171688_508246688_5307547_2657240_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkGKVKq3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/JWEUDmoeWWc/s320/40312_430569171688_508246688_5307547_2657240_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506605026405690226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww....Sayang baby Ranya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtiopymeiI/AAAAAAAAAko/5ZDMcdJHTBo/s1600/38776_430568966688_508246688_5307537_3751848_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtiopymeiI/AAAAAAAAAko/5ZDMcdJHTBo/s320/38776_430568966688_508246688_5307537_3751848_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506603419942943266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkGxea6_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/-GhKQBsSJfA/s1600/39239_10150238227590577_634225576_13910790_1316642_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkGxea6_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/-GhKQBsSJfA/s320/39239_10150238227590577_634225576_13910790_1316642_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506605036913486834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Abby &amp;amp; Baby Ranya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkGhvRMCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/E6x6xSa_7V4/s1600/39327_10150238235960577_634225576_13911279_5529693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkGhvRMCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/E6x6xSa_7V4/s320/39327_10150238235960577_634225576_13911279_5529693_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506605032689184802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another new-found friend, Lil Miss Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkFnuoWeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/juqMeuOXtmE/s1600/40600_10150238236985577_634225576_13911326_7827681_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtkFnuoWeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/juqMeuOXtmE/s320/40600_10150238236985577_634225576_13911326_7827681_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506605017117252066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the Pool with the boys.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtlOGieRQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/k4SlljjM9ds/s1600/38669_10150238239465577_634225576_13911434_3503799_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtlOGieRQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/k4SlljjM9ds/s320/38669_10150238239465577_634225576_13911434_3503799_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506606262338340098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But will always have time for Lil Master Zane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-6887394035197214337?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6887394035197214337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=6887394035197214337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6887394035197214337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6887394035197214337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunday-funday-in-muara.html' title='Sunday Funday in Muara'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtioULeCuI/AAAAAAAAAkg/sSYyxKPB5EM/s72-c/33520_118728404842714_100001166644855_106567_8079371_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-168206639693617060</id><published>2010-08-08T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:08:55.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippy Toddler Kindermusik Classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtRG-YBwPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/bbwukrEjCL8/s1600/DSC09086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtRG-YBwPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/bbwukrEjCL8/s320/DSC09086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506584149655404786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia Listening to the "Wishy Washy" Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtRGVWVJtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/PEyCqHLxCuI/s1600/DSC09085.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtRF_rguCI/AAAAAAAAAkI/wjiSVXG7LAU/s1600/DSC09084.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, Mia attended her first Music Class. Took her a while to warm up but I think she did well. This Yippy Toddler Class is somewhat like Kindermusik which helps with toddler's developments, help them learn to listen to instructions and in general to help stimulate early childhood development. Since Mia has started Yippy, her vocabulary has also increased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtRGVWVJtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/PEyCqHLxCuI/s1600/DSC09085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtRGVWVJtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/PEyCqHLxCuI/s320/DSC09085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506584138642433746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with instruments&lt;br /&gt;(After this class, she started saying "march march" at home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtRF_rguCI/AAAAAAAAAkI/wjiSVXG7LAU/s1600/DSC09084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtRF_rguCI/AAAAAAAAAkI/wjiSVXG7LAU/s320/DSC09084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506584132825692194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-168206639693617060?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/168206639693617060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=168206639693617060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/168206639693617060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/168206639693617060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/08/yippy-toddler-kindermusik-classes.html' title='Yippy Toddler Kindermusik Classes'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TGtRG-YBwPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/bbwukrEjCL8/s72-c/DSC09086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-2780375415746174618</id><published>2010-07-25T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T00:18:35.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo7vBVbnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qoJVcarGMzE/s1600/34562_1458288891154_1051327199_1378202_7213398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo7vBVbnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qoJVcarGMzE/s320/34562_1458288891154_1051327199_1378202_7213398_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499221626695544434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Miss Mia basar sudah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEdztMTwMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/8OiMGJyLDJA/s1600/39293_415532111931_703436931_5297066_8322167_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEdzWKrJgI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/GfnTHxpFaN8/s1600/38692_415530401931_703436931_5297060_2592475_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEdzWKrJgI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/GfnTHxpFaN8/s320/38692_415530401931_703436931_5297060_2592475_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499209387956971010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The Sasat Tourist at 20 months today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sweet little princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another month has passed and you are a month older and closer to your second birthday. My oh my how time flies by. My cheeky little monkey, you have now progressed to using three words in a sentence. Sometimes they are all jumbled up, like recently I stopped by the corner shop and you said "Opok buy mummy" which I assume was, "Mummy buy keropok" but sometimes you'll say your words in perfect order, like when you were watching TV with Daddy, the channel went fuzzy due to the rain and you said "Daddy, what happened?" or when the time your nanny played hide &amp;amp; seek with you and you said "Mummy, where's auntie?" But my favorite was when we were suppose to go out, I went to my room to change and you couldn't find me so you shouted "Mummy, where are you?" heheehehe....Pintar anak mummy eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time you used three words in a sentence was the day after we had a small family function at Mami Sinah's house. The night was filled with good food and great company, as usual. Since all your 'big' kaka's were home from abroad, all their friends were in the house too. Many of them were musically talented and a few of them played a piece on the piano, as did your mami sinah and Grandpa too! The next day you were re-living the night with your Grandma and said "Kaka play piano"....Grandma was so proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had your swimming lesson early this month, the only one this month as it has been raining alot lately. So in the pool, while splashing around you suddenly said, "Uh-oh, Poo-poo", and held your bum. I immediately freaked out and told you not to poop in the pool. Skalinya, I felt warm water...rupanya wee-wee. hehehee...must try and get you those swimming diapers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that you are becoming more articulate my love. Mummy can now understand you more than before. Yet, I still think its ashame that I wasn't able to teach you baby sign language when you were younger. I know you can understand us as sometimes we ask you questions and you answer correctly. When asked "where's daddy?" you would reply "Home"....I've even heard you reply "Ball" if daddy is playing football and "Werk" if daddy is at work. When you see someone cry in person or on the TV, you would always say "why?".  Another word you like is more of a command, "Watch" is normally the word you will use followed by you shoving a particular dvd in my face..haha. The other day you I asked you what you wanted to watch and you kept on saying "Empess, empess". It took me a while to realize  you were actually telling me you wanted to watch one of your Barbie "Princess" cartoons. Recently at Baby Hapidz birthday, he was chewing on the sudocream top and apparently you were being the big sister and said, "Hapis, don't eat!" Belabih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something you did a couple of weeks ago that cracked me up. Auntie Kyla was at the house watching TV with us and I suddenly smelt an unpleasant but familiar smell. You had pooped in your diapers, so I told you to change your pampers. While getting a fresh clean diaper, Auntie Kyla kept on saying, "Eeee...smelly poo poo eh, change pampers." You then did something that proves you are your father's daughter. You went over to Auntie Kyla, turn around, put your smelly bum in her direction then walked off. Penyaya banar! hahaha. Cheeky bum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another trait that you have, but have gotten from me is being a sensitive little human. How does mummy know you are sensitive? Well, earlier this month we were propped up in front of the TV, watching yet again The Heffalump movie, where Lumpy's character is introduced to the Pooh series. Anyhoo, there was this part where Lumpy wanted to go back to his mother after playing all day with Roo but couldn't find his mummy. So Lumpy was sooo upset as if he wanted to cry and kept on saying he wanted his mummy. Bear in mind, we have watched this a gazillion times so mummy assumed it would be like every other time we have watched this. Boy! was I wrong. Suddenly you started crying. I had thought that I accidentally squashed your arm or maybe you wanted Nenen and I kept saying no. But it wasn't that too. I asked you what's the matter. You then pointed to the TV, still crying, watching lumpy and said, "Lumpy, Mummy" and continued to cry. Awww...mummy pun ikut nangis. I had tears in my eyes seeing you cry. Kesian anak mummy. So Daddy and myself explained to you thats its only a movie and Lumpy will find his mummy later on. When Lumpy found his mummy and hugged her, you did the same to me...awww...paham pun if mummy nada. hehehehe. This was the highlight of your day, so the next day at Grandpa's house, thats all you could talk about. You told your grandpa about "Lumpy, mummy, cry"...hehehe..too too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the parts of your body, we have now included shoulders, knees and toes....this is so you can sing along to the "Head, shoulders, knees and toes" song..hehehe...You also recognize a couple more animals now. I have made A4 size flash cards of animals and go through them with you once in a while. You name them all correctly and you know what they sound like. Must increase to different animals soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my love, continue learning away. I love you munchkin! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEdztMTwMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/8OiMGJyLDJA/s1600/39293_415532111931_703436931_5297066_8322167_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEdztMTwMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/8OiMGJyLDJA/s320/39293_415532111931_703436931_5297066_8322167_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499209394137841858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia enjoying her boat ride around kampong aying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo9RtFI6I/AAAAAAAAAkA/YhEzV209Yr8/s1600/36860_1458302091484_1051327199_1378289_7508627_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo9RtFI6I/AAAAAAAAAkA/YhEzV209Yr8/s320/36860_1458302091484_1051327199_1378289_7508627_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499221653185700770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy's Little Empess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo8ha-16I/AAAAAAAAAj4/WJF1cnGxJAE/s1600/36661_421323016688_508246688_5046006_6839491_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo8ha-16I/AAAAAAAAAj4/WJF1cnGxJAE/s320/36661_421323016688_508246688_5046006_6839491_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499221640224888738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mama Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo8ULnHAI/AAAAAAAAAjw/cozc0Iu9MCY/s1600/34148_1457958282889_1051327199_1377177_1319023_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo8ULnHAI/AAAAAAAAAjw/cozc0Iu9MCY/s320/34148_1457958282889_1051327199_1377177_1319023_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499221636670757890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia &amp;amp; Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo768QbvI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Ok1Nk-maxyo/s1600/34597_407775614693_810254693_4253957_4534945_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo768QbvI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Ok1Nk-maxyo/s320/34597_407775614693_810254693_4253957_4534945_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499221629895470834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia &amp;amp; Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo7vBVbnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qoJVcarGMzE/s1600/34562_1458288891154_1051327199_1378202_7213398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-2780375415746174618?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2780375415746174618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=2780375415746174618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2780375415746174618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2780375415746174618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/07/20-months-old.html' title='20 Months old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TFEo7vBVbnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qoJVcarGMzE/s72-c/34562_1458288891154_1051327199_1378202_7213398_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-2356960507282859565</id><published>2010-06-25T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:46:18.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19 months today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs036.snc4/34173_405667511931_703436931_5027031_4533446_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 439px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs036.snc4/34173_405667511931_703436931_5027031_4533446_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dearest Lil'Miss Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 19 months, you officially know your name, though you may not know how to pronounce it properly yet. I would point to myself and ask you who I am, you would say "Mammie", then I'd point to your daddy and you would say, "Daddy", then I would point to you and ask you who you are, you would say "Anya"...haha...we started contemplating maybe that too could be your nickname! hehe..Since you've learned how to say 'mummy', I hear it all the time now! Its one of your favourite words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, I bought you a Doodle Pad and I must say it does keep you occupied sometimes. When we first got it, I drew a round face with big beady eyes, a nose, a mouth, ears and spiky hair. Instantly you said "Granpa"! I found that to be too cute! It makes me quiet proud and thankful that you are becoming articulate with your words my love. The one time that made me proud as well as laugh like a hyenna, was when I was on the toilet, you walked in and saw me and said, "Eh Mummy change Pampers!". At least you know pampers and wee-weeing go together! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides talking and babbling on, you also like to sing. Definitely a trait you have picked up from your daddy! I often catch you singing the last word of a verse, especially if it ends in O's or U's. Like the Tigger &amp;amp; Pooh theme song, which goes something like this..."My friend Tigger and Poooo~", So of course you would sing the "Ooooo" part. Pintar anak mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for knowing the parts of your body, we have increased it to a couple more. You now know where your Eyes, nose, mouth, ears, hair, hands, fingers, feet, tummy, tongue, teeth, ninin, bumbum and kikilala are! I love you when you are sitting alone and point to the parts yourself and say the words. You can say, Eyes, nosh, moush, ears, hair, hands, peet and bam bam...hahaha....Must teach you the other parts this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for animals, you shocked me when we were out looking at books and you saw a picture of a turtle and said "Tutel"...I didn't know you had familiarized yourself with that particular amphibian! You also know and say "Ants" when you see these irritating insects on the floor...then you just step on them! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since your Nanny, who I assumed made you fresh bubur every morning,  decided she thought she could feed you IndoMie for breakfast instead as its easier to make, you gained a little bit of weight. I was quite worried so I decided to first give your lazy nanny a telling off, then implemented the healthy lifestyle regime. You now have cereal for breakfast, specifically Honey Stars, which are your favourite. Because of this change, I have realized you like milk, just like your daddy! And anything in a carton with a straw, you will drink! Really, all I can say is that, you have a really healthy appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, you did me proud. I was watching television and you were on your knees sitting beside me with your hands scooped, then you flopped your whole body, faced-down onto the mattress, then you came back up onto your knees with scooped hands again. It took me a while to realize, you were actually imitating your Granpa doing his prayers! Pintar anak solehah mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are growing up too fast my love, macam orang basar sudah! I wonder what's in store for you this month..love you sweetums! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-2356960507282859565?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2356960507282859565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=2356960507282859565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2356960507282859565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2356960507282859565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/06/19-months-today.html' title='19 months today'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-1223733769627384193</id><published>2010-05-24T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:17:32.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Months Old ~ Mia's Half Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TAdH4xCdO6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/N24Hp-RjYUc/s1600/DSC09070a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478426512281385890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TAdH4xCdO6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/N24Hp-RjYUc/s320/DSC09070a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia's new Look &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Darling daughter of mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy half-birthday my sweetie! You are now 18 months old, another milestone. Alhamdullillah.&lt;br /&gt;I am now happy to announce that at 18 months you are now finally calling me "Mammie". It took us a while to drill the word into you but it always came out a "memeh" and it seemed like you refused to use it. But after practicing over and over again, you finally got the hang of the word and it comes out correctly, "Mammie". Previously when you and me are in the car, I would talk with you and I would often tell you to say "Mummy" but you always reply "Daddy"....and we end up just exchanging those two words like we are in an argument...its hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Gen" is often used in your vocabulary now. Its your version of again. Anything I do that cracks you up is followed by "Gen"...haha. Another word you normally use now is "Peezzz", which is your version of please. Sometimes when you want something and you forget to say it, Daddy will always say, "What is the magic word?" and then you'll remember to say "Peezzz". Funnily enough, lately when I'm around, all you want to have is mummy's fresh breastmilk. You just tug on my shirt and say "Nenen...peezzz..". As much as it can be difficult to breastfeed a toddler and her teeth, how could one resist when you my darling are oh-so-cute when u say 'please'. Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy are trying our best to bring you up with good morals, manners and politeness. The other day I was watching TV and munching on my chipsters. You were eyeing me so I asked if you wanted some. Of course you nodded. I gave you some and you said, "Tan Chu Memeh."....aww, that was just too cute~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Earlier this month, we did what we normally do in the late afternoons, prop ourselves in front of the tv and of course I had to put on your favourite cartoon, Toy Story. I am beginning to think you watch that particular dvd way too many times my love as you have memorized some of the scenes and what the characters say and do..haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One thursday night a couple of weeks back, you my dear had caught the flu and was feverish. Being feverish means mummy does not get to have a good nights sleep. You kept on waking up, numerous times crying. We had a feeling it could be because you had a blocked nose or because you just felt terrible. So on that night, after your little cry, you sat up and started talking gibberish. Then you said, "Kaka house". For a minute, we thought you were dreaming but you weren't. For some reason, you actually knew it was friday and you would be off to your kaka's house in the morning. On that friday, you came home with a new haircut. Your auntie Inah cut your fringe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other sunday you had the pleasure of the company of your Grandma &amp;amp; Granpa. They agreed to look after you while mummy did a car boot sale with auntie Sue. Grandma told me you were a good girl and spent half the morning at the tuition school. You read some books and was interested in the Dinosaur one the most. You picked up the figurine of the dinosaur as well as the book and showed Grandma then said "Same"! You are so smart! We are still trying to name parts of the body....I think it has increased now. You now know and recognize as well as pronounce eyes, nose, mouth, ears, hair, feet, hands, tummy and fingers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TAdH4ZBQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAjA/szKVXPVIuGc/s1600/DSC09076a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478426505833936482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TAdH4ZBQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAjA/szKVXPVIuGc/s320/DSC09076a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Find Mia"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Besides being smart, I also think you have picked up your daddy's character of being a 'funny' comedian. While we were in the car the other night, I decided to break the silence and sing barney's "Mr.sun" song. You then said "No sun, moon!" hahaha...so then I asked you where is the moon? you replied "up!" Excellent. We now have another word game for the car. Things that are up such as, bird, moon, sun, star and aeroplane...I love being your teacher my love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-1223733769627384193?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1223733769627384193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=1223733769627384193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1223733769627384193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1223733769627384193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/05/18-months-old-mias-half-birthday.html' title='18 Months Old ~ Mia&apos;s Half Birthday!'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/TAdH4xCdO6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/N24Hp-RjYUc/s72-c/DSC09070a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7855853541542269167</id><published>2010-04-25T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:31:42.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9qGlMpG-eI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hZIb1BKhVX8/s1600/DSC09068a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465829071374449122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9qGlMpG-eI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hZIb1BKhVX8/s320/DSC09068a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia at 17 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear little Miss Mia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdullillah, another month has passed and you are now 17 months old. I think we will celebrate your half birthday next month with a nice yummy chocolate fudge cake and oreo cupcakes from Auntie Adrina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465828602490253602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9qGJ56Z8SI/AAAAAAAAAio/tsV42617dLA/s320/DSC09057a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All ready to attend Zane's first birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You made me a proud mummy the other day at Zane's birthday gathering. As we were about to have a doa selamat, you held up your hands to pray. You did the same when we were shopping in supasave and the Azan for the Isyak prayer came on on the intercom. I told you to be quiet and listen because its "baca bismillah" time. Automatically you put up your hands and did your "amin". Absolutely proud of you my sweets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465829065651157602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9qGk3UkemI/AAAAAAAAAiw/FgpHHiK7aAc/s320/DSC09067a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia pushing her baby in her stroller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some new words I have heard you say are "Jus" when you want to drink juice instead of water, "eh-pane" when you see an aeroplane and "house" when we pass big building you would say "nice house". Alhamdullillah you now also know how to tell us if you have pooped! At the moment mummy is trying to teach you the difference of big and small. Recently you really did surprise me when you pointed to the diamond studs on my 'jubah' and said "Ai-mand". I don't remember ever teaching you much about diamonds but here you are knowing what it is. You have always liked shiny objects that have diamonds which is probably why you know how to associate the word to the object. Excellent! You have three character dolls in your teddy bear collection; Barney, Mickey mouse and Elmo. You also have the DVD's starring these three characters. So whichever dvd we put on, you would take the associated character doll. Recently, we were watching Elmo and the Bookaneers and immediately you picked up your Elmo doll and said "elmo"!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can assure you now that you have a great imagination and you definitely know how to entertain yourself even if there is no one to play with you, though you are a little scaredy cat and constantly needs someone there in the room with you. When daddy, you and myself are in the room, you would play a game you have invented. I call it your " Ready go race" game. You would stand in one spot then say "One..two...Go!" and run to another spot in the room. You created your own little race! hahaha....daddy would say, "Eh, siuk sendiri!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are so many moments that I will cherish and it seems like the older you get, the more memories there are. Some bitter ones but mostly sweet and funny ones. Like recently, we were on our way to Jerudong and while waiting at the traffic lights we were adjacent to a toy store. While sitting in the car seat, you popped your head up and saw the banner of mickey mouse and said "Oooo Toys, toys, toys". The lights changed to green, I accelerated and we started to pass the store and move further away from it. Immediately you said "Owh..bye bye toys, bye bye toys." It sounded so sad but it was so cute. The same thing happened when we were going out to buy you some new sport shoes. I told you, "We are going jalan to buy you new shoes, okay". The reply I got from you was, "Buy toys?" Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night your Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa babysat you while mummy &amp;amp; daddy went to a BBQ. Your Grandma told me Grandpa is amazed with you as he brought you to the electrical shop last night and you came across a football match being played on the TV screens. Grandma said that you stopped and watched the men playing football on the screen then you started kicking your leg up. Instantly they realized you were 'playing football'. Then the TV focused on the football post and you said "Goal". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nowadays we spend many hours on the weekend curled up together on our "mini-bed" watching TV. No matter how many times you've watched it, your eyes will always stick like glue to the TV when I put on Toy Story. You have watched it so many times that you can remember a certain scene where the alien figurines say "Ouuuuuu" and you follow....its too cute! haha. Yet sometimes I will put on one of my movies and it would absolutely bore you. Recently, while I was watching a movie, you came up to me and was literally face to face, looked into my eyes, then kissed me on my lips. Thats when I realized that you my love are a very loving person, a trait you have definetely gotten from me...as I often do the same to your daddy! haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't grow up too fast my sweetiepie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7855853541542269167?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7855853541542269167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7855853541542269167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7855853541542269167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7855853541542269167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/04/17-months-old.html' title='17 Months old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9qGlMpG-eI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hZIb1BKhVX8/s72-c/DSC09068a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-6920528243252914810</id><published>2010-03-25T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:35:53.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9VBRnkgLoI/AAAAAAAAAig/bxeH26WgvlA/s1600/DSC08947a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464345493819633282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9VBRnkgLoI/AAAAAAAAAig/bxeH26WgvlA/s320/DSC08947a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia @ 16 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Dearest Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my Princess Mia, you are now 16 months old and you are learning so many things now that it is hard to keep up with the new things you know, do and say. Nevertheless, as your mummy, I have recorded those little things that make me smile and proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, your vocabulary has rocketed and you know so many words now, from animals to the parts of your body. A couple of weeks ago, we were going through your animal book and there was a picture of an elephant. I was impressed when you suddenly bursted out "Ali-phan" and made the elephant sound! Recently, I finally found the source from where you learnt the sound. The PDA toy Grandma gave you for your birthday! Excellent! Its no wonder you know how to say "Apple" properly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for your movement skills, you have learnt to walk backwards. You often do it to show off and entertain mummy. Two days before mummy's birthday, we were playing with your bubble bottle and blowing bubbles, and guess what, you blew your first bubble! This will prove to be a good thing as you will learn to blow bubbles in the water at your swim class, and not drink the pool water. You have also learnt to run. You love to run! And when you are in your room, you like to play pretend with your tea-set. So now, when ever you see a plastic toy cup, you will say "Tea". Our latest game is poiting-to-parts-of body! and you have ace-ed the game totally. You can point to your hands, feet, hair, tummy, eyes, nose and mouth! Excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9VBRfYVACI/AAAAAAAAAiY/1R-F3qjZfhw/s1600/DSC08940a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464345491621085218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9VBRfYVACI/AAAAAAAAAiY/1R-F3qjZfhw/s320/DSC08940a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since you spend every friday at your auntie chenah's, you have adopted the two most often used words to identify your older cousins. You can now say "Kaka" and "abam" (abang). You know how to say "abis" now as well as "Num" for minum(drink), "Phome" (phone) "Tun" (sun) and Moon. Its cute when you start going "Bye bye Moon" when we go out at night! Its too cute! You can finally say "Mummy" but refuse to use the word. You say "Oh oh" when something has happened, like you spilled something or dropped something. You say "Ouwww" when something hurts and ocassionally you will say "akit" meaning sakit. Stringing words together is your latest achievement. You know how to say "Daddy Work" and "Daddy Ball"...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love you baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9VBQ0AetjI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/jC_QmzuXKR4/s1600/DSC08930a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464345479978333746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9VBQ0AetjI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/jC_QmzuXKR4/s320/DSC08930a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ~My Little Plum Pudding~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-6920528243252914810?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6920528243252914810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=6920528243252914810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6920528243252914810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6920528243252914810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/03/16-months-old.html' title='16 months old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S9VBRnkgLoI/AAAAAAAAAig/bxeH26WgvlA/s72-c/DSC08947a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-1904976595388440432</id><published>2010-03-08T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:06:12.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia's First Swim lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X_rG5fVVI/AAAAAAAAAiI/78V_BDio5Ug/s1600-h/25502_360704209202_779024202_4949145_8334830_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446540440425682258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X_rG5fVVI/AAAAAAAAAiI/78V_BDio5Ug/s320/25502_360704209202_779024202_4949145_8334830_na.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Little Swim Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started your first swim lesson two weeks ago and I am proud to say you are a natural. You love the water and just want to stay inside the pool. During the first week, Auntie Jacky focused on the "Ready, Go" technique, where we would prep you with the words "Ready, Go" before sprinkling you with water. You learnt fast because by the second week, you knew what to expect after saying ready, go. At home in the bath tub, I would say "ready-go" and you would automatically splash yourself with water. My little water-baby! At your first swim lesson, you even knew to climb the edge of the pull, sit down and try to jump in. I have no idea where you learnt to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X8i9JAYSI/AAAAAAAAAh4/yB6hxdMwOBU/s1600-h/swim2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446537001832571170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X8i9JAYSI/AAAAAAAAAh4/yB6hxdMwOBU/s320/swim2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First time in an actual swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X8O3zTuuI/AAAAAAAAAhw/UII_7-0PTRI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446536656802003682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X8O3zTuuI/AAAAAAAAAhw/UII_7-0PTRI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..and she loved it so much she nearly drank all the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X8Odm_6VI/AAAAAAAAAho/8kJZqCcuYWI/s1600-h/25502_360704114202_779024202_4949141_4017643_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446536649771051346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X8Odm_6VI/AAAAAAAAAho/8kJZqCcuYWI/s320/25502_360704114202_779024202_4949141_4017643_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Little Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During your second lesson last week, we met up at JPMC pool instead. At this lesson, we focused on taking you under water, though you did do it once at your first lesson. This time we have a picture to prove it. I think I shall now give u a new nick name..."My little Dolphin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X4i20z-2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/l-CqbYoX7u4/s1600-h/25521_376059619202_779024202_5000971_6422538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446532602090748770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X4i20z-2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/l-CqbYoX7u4/s320/25521_376059619202_779024202_5000971_6422538_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little dolphin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X4iRoB2LI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JeUV3QzaAjA/s1600-h/25521_376059819202_779024202_5000987_8189329_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446532592105019570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X4iRoB2LI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JeUV3QzaAjA/s320/25521_376059819202_779024202_5000987_8189329_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ....but you somehow remind me of a shark here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5XxNuzgdLI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Un1ay2tqkpk/s1600-h/swim2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-1904976595388440432?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1904976595388440432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=1904976595388440432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1904976595388440432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1904976595388440432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/03/mias-first-swim-lesson.html' title='Mia&apos;s First Swim lesson'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5X_rG5fVVI/AAAAAAAAAiI/78V_BDio5Ug/s72-c/25502_360704209202_779024202_4949145_8334830_na.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8684435348914841673</id><published>2010-02-28T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:52:53.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5B6hca2sAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/inSaatMeE98/s1600-h/DSC08906a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444986664474030082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5B6hca2sAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/inSaatMeE98/s320/DSC08906a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Little Miss Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are now 15 months old and such a chatterbox! Now you can recognize and say aloud the sounds of 8 different types of animals; cat (meaw), bird (shhu shu), dog(Wauwau), horse (Raspberry), chicken (Bak bak bak in the most sweetest low voice), lion (Rrrrr), monkey(Aaa aa aa) and cow (moooo). A couple of weeks back, I was astounded with the fact that you could reply to daddy the sound of a lion and showed us the picture of a lion. You are too smart my love. No one year old that I know can point to a picture of a butterfly and say "Butfly", except you sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Last month, mummy &amp;amp; daddy had a little weedkend getaway without you while you stayed at your Grandma's house with your nanny. I'm happy to report that you were a good girl. So, next trip you will be coming along with us. Grandma informed me that while u were in the car with her, you were able to pull out a couple hundred dollars from her handbag, held out your hand to the window and say "Tan Chu". Grandma's conclusion of this is that you were probably mimicking mummy buy petrol..haha..That Sunday mummy &amp;amp; daddy were away, you attended a prize giving ceremony for winners of the Mothercare Sweet dream contest. You were one of the consolation prize winners...Yayy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vocabulary has much increased my love. Now you know your "No's" from your "Yes'es" and your latest is "No More". Sometime at the end of last month, I caught you looking into the mirror, waved your little index finger and said "doon tach". It took me a while to realize you were imitating mummy. From then on, you often use the phrase "Don Taacch", like when I was tickling you yesterday, you pulled away and said "don tach". Another word is "Cream" (Keem) which you constantly ask for when you are dressing for bed after you take your bath. You know to look for your cream in your blue toiletry box. Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy have been trying to increase our goodbye rituals by teaching you "I love you" so mummy &amp;amp; daddy go the whole nine yards trying to get you to 'salam', give a kiss, a hug, say &amp;amp; wave bye, give a flying kiss and say I love you before we leave. You can do all of the above except say I love you. We have to say it first and when you reply, it comes out as "Yu Yu"...Both mummy &amp;amp; daddy think you are just too cute my love. I personally think all those "Gimme 5" gestures everyone does to you has finally kicked in since a couple weeks ago. You held out your hand and said "Gi'Pa-ip". I'm beginning to believe you are a little genius, a tri-lingual one at that. I say tri-lingual because you learnt what "Sakit Ulu"(headache) is. If I were to ask you if you 'sakit ulu', you would put your hand to your head and say "adduuu". Smarty pants! Its nice to see you try and string two words together. Your latest three-strung words are "Bye Bye Moon" when we are out and about at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for your actions, well, I must say, you really do amuse me my love. I absolutely find it too cute for words when I sing Barney's Mr. Sun song. You would automatically start wiggling your bum and shake that little booty of yours. You truly do have your daddy's genes of loving music! The other day, for some odd reason, mummy still cannot explain why you picked up your daddy's Nike watch off his table, trotted to the bathroom and dumped it into the toilet. If only you could explain. Luckily the watch was a water-resistant one. I think you like putting things in holes since we also caught you putting a few of your shapes into daddy's woofer in the TV room. What truly surprises me though is your imagination. I sat watching you pretend to make your own milk bottle the other day. You had an empty coke bottle, your nenen and your biscuit box. You rested your nenen on your biscuit box and started to pretend to pour 'water' from the coke bottle. Then you started to shake your nenen bottle. Exactly how mummy does it. It took me a couple of seconds to realize u were making ur nenen. You're such a fast learner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, you had your first swimming lesson with Auntie Jacky at Polo Club. The moment you saw the pool, you just wanted to dive in. You are such a natural in the water. You also liked to climb up the edge of the pool and jump in. I have no idea how you knew to do that. I can't wait for next weeks lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for size, you now weigh 9.2kg which is roughly the same weight as 3 mths ago BUT you are growing just fine, though mummy thinks its unbelievable how you can still fit into your 6-9 mths clothes..haha...You're such a compact little princess! Ooo...which reminds me, I think its time to increase your shoe size. Need to start putting away your Size 3 shoes....On to Size 4!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~Mia in her 15th month~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5B6g91lwRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/loTGDmS4064/s1600-h/DSC08903a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444986656264667410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5B6g91lwRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/loTGDmS4064/s320/DSC08903a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5B6gdG_8iI/AAAAAAAAAgo/veRF-EwYXjw/s1600-h/DSC08895a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444986647479317026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5B6gdG_8iI/AAAAAAAAAgo/veRF-EwYXjw/s320/DSC08895a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5B6fqa8KNI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jHOuQGVxwXE/s1600-h/DSC08850a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444986633872746706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5B6fqa8KNI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jHOuQGVxwXE/s320/DSC08850a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8684435348914841673?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8684435348914841673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8684435348914841673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8684435348914841673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8684435348914841673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/02/15-months-old.html' title='15 Months Old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S5B6hca2sAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/inSaatMeE98/s72-c/DSC08906a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7095628775882225121</id><published>2010-01-25T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:43:26.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My dearest Sweetpea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you are 14 months old and you are so belabih~ Your new words so far are Book(Buuuk), Toys (Toish), Abis, Lagi (Agi), Thank you(Tan Chu) and Please(Peeesh). The other day you were playing by yourself and you started counting the toys you had in front of you, "Onn, Teww, Tee"...and I was absolutely amused! Excellent my cherrypie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately you have also been taught body parts (well, face parts actually). You know where your eyes, nose and mouth are. You seem to really love the "Eyes". Even while mummy is sleeping and you wake up early. You'd normally look around, see mummy &amp;amp; daddy still sleeping then start whispering until you think its time to wake us up. Of course I become your victim and you start poking my eyes and say "Eyessshhh".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized you tend to use one word to associate with many other things. For example, the word "fish". You know the word fish is the animal, but you also say fish when you see a swimming pool (maybe because your little pool has pictures of fish) and when you want to swim. Must teach you the word "swimming" next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every monday when you are at Grandma's house, you will be very attached to a certain picture of mummy, daddy &amp;amp; grandma during the raya I was pregnant with you. You seem to love that picture and carry it around everywhere and of course kiss your daddy when u miss him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to believe that TV can teach kids alot of things, for instance, in your case, you have learnt to jump (well, what looks like a jump coz your feet still touch the ground and you can only just tip toe which looks like a jump) and say "Yayyyy" from your Strawberry shortcake DVD. Its super cute!!! You can also play ring-around-the-roses which Grandma taught you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your auntie chenah's house the other day, you finally showed affection to an older child, actually your cousin to be exact, which is rare. You put your arm around your abang Irshad which was just adorable. Normally, you would kiss and 'sayang' babies like Cousin Hapidz but I've never seen you become chummy with older kids....Such a loving little girl. You make me proud my little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love Mummy xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~Lil'Miss Mia in her 14th Month~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444678294360605586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S49iD8Okw5I/AAAAAAAAAgY/XLCrx7oM8fU/s320/DSC08791a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S49iDFFG4eI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wSkN0bRg-KE/s1600-h/DSC08783a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444678279556948450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S49iDFFG4eI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wSkN0bRg-KE/s320/DSC08783a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just Like Daddy in her Nike attire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S49iCkPcZdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/1ZxK8JrKB9g/s1600-h/DSC08768a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444678270741931474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S49iCkPcZdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/1ZxK8JrKB9g/s320/DSC08768a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elegantly Sporty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S49iCHq9P9I/AAAAAAAAAgA/3ix36HGtoN0/s1600-h/DSC08749a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444678263072702418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S49iCHq9P9I/AAAAAAAAAgA/3ix36HGtoN0/s320/DSC08749a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tea with Grandma @ Empire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7095628775882225121?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7095628775882225121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7095628775882225121' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8971769507429661299</id><published>2010-01-11T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T00:44:45.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Websites for Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.babybedding.com/pink-and-chocolate-damask-crib-bedding"&gt;Pink Brown Theme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://girlsthemebedrooms.com/"&gt;Girl Themed bedrooms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maddiescloset.com"&gt;Maddies Closet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidsroomtreasures.com/girls_bedding.htm"&gt;Girls Bedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://royalbabyboutique.com/"&gt;Royal Babies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babymajesty.com"&gt;Baby Majesty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.ezilon.com/united_states/shopping/online_stores/babies_&amp;amp;_children/index.shtml"&gt;US Baby Stores&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blissliving.com"&gt;Bliss Living&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.minitots.com/"&gt;Mini Tots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babyuniverse.com"&gt;Baby Universe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bebebedding.com"&gt;Bebe bedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bunnyburybaby.com"&gt;Bunny Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poshtots.com"&gt;Posh Tots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3048768"&gt;Princess Peg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://idealbaby.com"&gt;Ideal Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.babymallonline.com"&gt;Baby Mall online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidslineinc.com"&gt;Kidsline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cocalo.com"&gt;Cocalo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.cottontaledesigns.com"&gt;Cotton Tale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nojo.com/index.php?template=brand_detail&amp;amp;id=2"&gt;Perfect room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glennajean.com/pages/Ava.html"&gt;Glenna Jean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sumersault.com"&gt;summersault&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twelvetimbers.com"&gt;12Timbers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youngamerica.com"&gt;Young america&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lambsivy.com"&gt;LambsIvy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usababyric.com"&gt;USA Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8971769507429661299?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8971769507429661299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8971769507429661299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8971769507429661299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8971769507429661299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/01/websites-for-nursery.html' title='Websites for Nursery'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7274690593051823726</id><published>2009-12-25T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:52:47.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Christmas with Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2E80zamI/AAAAAAAAAdI/6c79ycrelOw/s1600-h/DSC08668a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2E80zamI/AAAAAAAAAdI/6c79ycrelOw/s320/DSC08668a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097097470831202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayy, its Christmas again but this year you get to spend it with Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa. So technically its your first christmas. As usual you woke up early and in the process you woke daddy up too. We showered and changed and went downstairs. We allowed you to open one present. You seemed to enjoy tearing off the wrapping paper. Daddy opened his present from you. We bought him a nice Nike t-shirt. His other gift was at Grandma's house which he had no idea about. You and I then made our way to Grandma's for an hour to help a little. Then went back home to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Half past three, everyone gathered at Grandma's house to enjoy her spread of food. Turkey, Lamb, roast potatoes, carrot &amp;amp; turnip and apple crumble. Your first taste of Grandma's "special menu". You seemed to have enjoyed the opening of gifts session. You got a cool Elmo guitar from Grandma, some big lego blocks from Uncle Azim &amp;amp; Auntie Sue and your Ball Popper from Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy. It was nice to have everyone together for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, we were in for another surprise, more christmas gifts from Auntie Sarinah. She gave you her adorable kiddie sofa set which is just perfect for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all in all, you had a great day which really tired you out as you fell asleep as soon as we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2FLiSTVI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/LCebDYmBxhQ/s1600-h/DSC08675a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2FLiSTVI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/LCebDYmBxhQ/s320/DSC08675a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097101419695442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2FnyIMoI/AAAAAAAAAdY/WWirg573s7Y/s1600-h/DSC08681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2FnyIMoI/AAAAAAAAAdY/WWirg573s7Y/s320/DSC08681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097109002334850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2GJgG8gI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TRhnrlr07yc/s1600-h/DSC08689a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2GJgG8gI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TRhnrlr07yc/s320/DSC08689a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097118053560834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2F11zfFI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Yew8lP2PpXg/s1600-h/DSC08684a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2F11zfFI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Yew8lP2PpXg/s320/DSC08684a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097112775851090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2ki8KueI/AAAAAAAAAd4/RDBF5Yw6ph8/s1600-h/DSC08709a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2ki8KueI/AAAAAAAAAd4/RDBF5Yw6ph8/s320/DSC08709a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097640278211042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2lDAPi0I/AAAAAAAAAeA/aC7Qu2M5oRM/s1600-h/DSC08715a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2lDAPi0I/AAAAAAAAAeA/aC7Qu2M5oRM/s320/DSC08715a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097648885238594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7274690593051823726?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7274690593051823726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7274690593051823726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7274690593051823726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7274690593051823726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-christmas-with-grandma.html' title='First Christmas with Grandma'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0K2E80zamI/AAAAAAAAAdI/6c79ycrelOw/s72-c/DSC08668a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7686302012920290962</id><published>2009-12-24T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:33:40.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our early Christmas Gift</title><content type='html'>Dear Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Santa came early and gave us a Christmas Eve Baby. Alhamdullillah Auntie Ayu gave birth to another cousin who decided finally he will grace us with his presence. Both Uncle Rahman &amp;amp; Auntie Ayu have been blessed with Baby Adam Azhari, born 24th December at 4.50am, weighing 3.2kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0Ky-AfDDiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/LF2yyYx_KtQ/s1600-h/DSC08656b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0Ky-AfDDiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/LF2yyYx_KtQ/s320/DSC08656b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423093679659355682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Adam Azhari Bin Abdul Rahman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7686302012920290962?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7686302012920290962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7686302012920290962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7686302012920290962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7686302012920290962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-early-christmas-gift.html' title='Our early Christmas Gift'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0Ky-AfDDiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/LF2yyYx_KtQ/s72-c/DSC08656b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-204134239155550592</id><published>2009-12-22T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:20:34.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Wedding &amp; Snow Village at Empire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LyFNjGzVI/AAAAAAAAAew/ITo_OZPy4y8/s1600-h/15157_211470379211_568449211_3233029_2635343_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LyFNjGzVI/AAAAAAAAAew/ITo_OZPy4y8/s320/15157_211470379211_568449211_3233029_2635343_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423163072657673554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia attended her second wedding last weekend. Her first was Filya's wedding at the Polo Club last year and this one was Carrie's sisters wedding at the Grand Ballroom. This time round, Mia can walk so she was happy to just strut around the ballroom. She really didn't want to be carried nor did she want to sit in her stroller. We saw a couple of familiar faces and new faces too. And as usual Mia was just too friendly and didn't mind being held by anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LzyNp9FPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TBQmjmu9khc/s1600-h/19367_216115308436_584833436_3221059_6883351_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LzyNp9FPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TBQmjmu9khc/s320/19367_216115308436_584833436_3221059_6883351_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423164945292137714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The following night we made a date with Gailee to meet up at Empire to see the Christmas decor. At exactly 8o'clock, fake snow came falling from the upper level. Maybe one day, Mia will get to feel real snow. The atmosphere was very christmassy though. We stayed for a while before heading over to see Mia's cousins in Jerudong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LzxN0CxrI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Dwte9N-xk9s/s1600-h/DSC08635a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LzxN0CxrI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Dwte9N-xk9s/s320/DSC08635a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423164928154584754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LzxfE0a_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/NXkGfhyJQkw/s1600-h/DSC08639a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LzxfE0a_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/NXkGfhyJQkw/s320/DSC08639a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423164932788349938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LzxvKPQPI/AAAAAAAAAfI/mc9gQzyeXE4/s1600-h/19367_216115258436_584833436_3221054_6013597_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LzxvKPQPI/AAAAAAAAAfI/mc9gQzyeXE4/s320/19367_216115258436_584833436_3221054_6013597_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423164937106047218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0Lzx0y6MdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/2PqHjuQ_ptY/s1600-h/19367_216115303436_584833436_3221058_8168521_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0Lzx0y6MdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/2PqHjuQ_ptY/s320/19367_216115303436_584833436_3221058_8168521_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423164938618810834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-204134239155550592?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/204134239155550592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=204134239155550592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/204134239155550592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/204134239155550592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/12/grand-wedding-snow-village-at-empire.html' title='Grand Wedding &amp; Snow Village at Empire'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0LyFNjGzVI/AAAAAAAAAew/ITo_OZPy4y8/s72-c/15157_211470379211_568449211_3233029_2635343_na.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-3112933604055103927</id><published>2009-12-16T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:01:55.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9th December 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last year, mummy was enjoying her confinement time with you. I can't believe a year has passed and you will be celebrating your 2nd Christmas. This year you'll be celebrating with two more new cousins, Baby Hapidz and Baby Adam, who is yet to grace us with his arrival. I ordered some wall stickers for your room recently and they have arrived so I will be doing some sticking tonight. Slowly slowly your nursery is getting there. I think its time to move out your crib and turn your nursery into a toy room you can actually chill in and watch your latest favourite cartoon, Toy Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I felt for you as a 2 year old boy pushed you. You did not cry but you just stood still, stunned and looked very confused. Never again will I let that boy ever go near you. It breaks my heart to see someone hurt you. I hope you know that its wrong to push or hit someone, even if you are angry. But if bullies start doing that to you then I'll definitely be enrolling you in self defence classes. No one bullies my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0La7etfxXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/esQQTmaEqTw/s1600-h/DSC08561a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0La7etfxXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/esQQTmaEqTw/s320/DSC08561a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423137616698525042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0La77wHmbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/BsBSKoAje80/s1600-h/DSC08587a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0La77wHmbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/BsBSKoAje80/s320/DSC08587a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423137624494152114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th December 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are growing up quickly my love. This christmas you'll be 13 months. Lately I've realized, whenever I scold you by saying "No Mia", you will look away and walk off only to start scolding your toys or the bookcase or any other item lying around. Its quite hilarious actually but I always refrain myself from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely a smart egg who loves books. The bookworm in you comes from mummy most definitely. I will occasionally ask you where your book is and you'll immediately go to your toy box and search for it. Once you have found it, you'd take it out and say "Boook" which is so cute. When you are in the mood, you'll automatically by yourself sit down and flip the cardboard pages of your animal book. You would point to the picture of the duck and say "duckiee", point to the picture of the monkey and say "Keyyyy", point to the picture of the dog and say "arf arf", point to the picture of the bird and say "Shoo shoo" then point to the picture of the cat and say "meow". Pandai kan my pumpkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn away my love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0La8UsYkSI/AAAAAAAAAeg/8WWZlFFheow/s1600-h/DSC08631a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0La8UsYkSI/AAAAAAAAAeg/8WWZlFFheow/s320/DSC08631a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423137631189373218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0La8AsHz8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/aSHVXLEg2G0/s1600-h/DSC08605a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0La8AsHz8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/aSHVXLEg2G0/s320/DSC08605a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423137625819566018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-3112933604055103927?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3112933604055103927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=3112933604055103927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3112933604055103927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3112933604055103927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/12/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/S0La7etfxXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/esQQTmaEqTw/s72-c/DSC08561a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5414000973573565032</id><published>2009-12-06T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T17:29:51.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Swim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytTOkQadI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lPI_CVsGX2M/s1600-h/DSC08546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytTOkQadI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lPI_CVsGX2M/s320/DSC08546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412391398031780306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week I finally pushed myself to buy Mia a paddling pool. So on Thursday night, me and the handsome hubby spared about two hours of our time taking turns pumping up the pool. We only had the manual foot pump hence why it took so long but we didn't mind as initially we were planning to blow using our own lung power. I don't think that would of been a good idea. And so the following day, after work, I told Mia she could have a quick play in her pool. I accompanied her while she splashed about in the pool. I could see she really enjoyed it. About half an hour later, maghrib was approaching so I told her it was time to get out. I was not surprised at all to get that "No" attitude from her. She was absolutely enjoying it. So I let her play for another 10 minutes then grabbed her and wrapped her in her towel. When she was done, her eyes were red, and her toes were wrinkly...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytSPfsnKI/AAAAAAAAAcY/oMm42tFTRMY/s1600-h/DSC08532a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytSPfsnKI/AAAAAAAAAcY/oMm42tFTRMY/s320/DSC08532a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412391381101223074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytTbvPvFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Lrv9PBrIu3A/s1600-h/DSC08555a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytTbvPvFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Lrv9PBrIu3A/s320/DSC08555a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412391401567534162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytSrMYgWI/AAAAAAAAAco/PtIDX5wno_E/s1600-h/DSC08539a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytSrMYgWI/AAAAAAAAAco/PtIDX5wno_E/s320/DSC08539a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412391388536406370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytSYjyleI/AAAAAAAAAcg/y6K0BN3K-2Q/s1600-h/DSC08537a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytSYjyleI/AAAAAAAAAcg/y6K0BN3K-2Q/s320/DSC08537a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412391383534310882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5414000973573565032?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5414000973573565032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5414000973573565032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5414000973573565032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5414000973573565032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-swim.html' title='First Swim'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxytTOkQadI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lPI_CVsGX2M/s72-c/DSC08546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5079059349256660075</id><published>2009-12-01T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:11:15.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy's Little cupcake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since Mia is now one years old, I gave her a little treat to indulge in, a mini oreo cupcake from her birthday party. I watched her sit quietly in her high chair and enjoy every bite she took from her cupcake. In a matter of minutes, it was all gone, well, most of it. The mess she made was a beautiful one but it was something I truly did enjoy watching. How could one resist smiling watching this lil' pumpkin feed herself a mini cupcake..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyplqZel6I/AAAAAAAAAb4/A6sbjUP272E/s1600-h/DSC08520a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyplqZel6I/AAAAAAAAAb4/A6sbjUP272E/s320/DSC08520a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412387316693899170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyplTacOWI/AAAAAAAAAbw/rydBd88gFMc/s1600-h/DSC08519a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyplTacOWI/AAAAAAAAAbw/rydBd88gFMc/s320/DSC08519a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412387310523922786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyqJM0GniI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/nHrh2MwodrY/s1600-h/DSC08523a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyqJM0GniI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/nHrh2MwodrY/s320/DSC08523a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412387927227801122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyqIyMqkNI/AAAAAAAAAcI/hurZMLvwRyE/s1600-h/DSC08522a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyqIyMqkNI/AAAAAAAAAcI/hurZMLvwRyE/s320/DSC08522a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412387920083062994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyqIQaRX3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/Ntdq7DEkBXI/s1600-h/DSC08521a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyqIQaRX3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/Ntdq7DEkBXI/s320/DSC08521a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412387911013326706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5079059349256660075?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5079059349256660075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5079059349256660075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5079059349256660075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5079059349256660075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/12/mummys-little-cupcake.html' title='Mummy&apos;s Little cupcake'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxyplqZel6I/AAAAAAAAAb4/A6sbjUP272E/s72-c/DSC08520a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-1680609222313415989</id><published>2009-11-29T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:43:22.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week was definitely a busy week for my little Princess. She was lucky enough to celebrate her first birthday three times. She had a small dinner party at home with my family on her actual birthday, then she had cake with her cousins the next day when her Auntie Sarinah moved into her new house and finally she had a little hi-tea do with her mummy's closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner on 25th November 2009 @ Menglait Manor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNju6E406I/AAAAAAAAAaY/tSrlzPio-tA/s1600/DSC08421a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNju6E406I/AAAAAAAAAaY/tSrlzPio-tA/s320/DSC08421a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409777234916987810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNjupvGd7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JDazGkKhshc/s1600/DSC08409a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNjupvGd7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JDazGkKhshc/s320/DSC08409a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409777230530639794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNjvl0gCPI/AAAAAAAAAao/pupeY_A5zio/s1600/DSC08424a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNjvl0gCPI/AAAAAAAAAao/pupeY_A5zio/s320/DSC08424a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409777246659414258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNjvUdAhBI/AAAAAAAAAag/rFcM9xl-KH4/s1600/DSC08416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNjvUdAhBI/AAAAAAAAAag/rFcM9xl-KH4/s320/DSC08416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409777241997476882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gathering on 26th November 2009 @ Corner House Tanjong Nangka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNl0_gcT4I/AAAAAAAAAa4/5_4ynnaJ8LY/s1600/DSC08435a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNl0_gcT4I/AAAAAAAAAa4/5_4ynnaJ8LY/s320/DSC08435a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409779538477207426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNl1AhtQsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/3Kiwq3oIQYM/s1600/DSC08440a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNl1AhtQsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/3Kiwq3oIQYM/s320/DSC08440a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409779538750948034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNl1bVGcnI/AAAAAAAAAbI/U2p0WjBtMFg/s1600/DSC08444a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNl1bVGcnI/AAAAAAAAAbI/U2p0WjBtMFg/s320/DSC08444a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409779545945830002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi-Tea on the 29th November 2009 @ Menglait Manor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNo-tB8CBI/AAAAAAAAAbY/2V1bdoIOH3k/s1600/DSC08468a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNo-_gD6LI/AAAAAAAAAbg/iGrcuVSlWGE/s320/DSC08473a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409783008809183410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNo-VfF7qI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aF928eyxFQA/s1600/13659_186623148436_584833436_3080264_7339224_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNo-VfF7qI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aF928eyxFQA/s320/13659_186623148436_584833436_3080264_7339224_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409782997530832546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-1680609222313415989?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1680609222313415989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=1680609222313415989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1680609222313415989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1680609222313415989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/11/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SxNju6E406I/AAAAAAAAAaY/tSrlzPio-tA/s72-c/DSC08421a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-550507168694980972</id><published>2009-11-25T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:26:07.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my Little Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sw4rBJ0hIHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/g1IH1msG0RA/s1600/DSC03054.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Happy 1st Birthday to our darling Daughter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amellia Anddy @ Baby Mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Love always Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sw4rBJ0hIHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/g1IH1msG0RA/s1600/DSC03054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sw4rBJ0hIHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/g1IH1msG0RA/s320/DSC03054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408307501334601842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Then"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sw4qu5YNq-I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xvvpGkc3Ohs/s1600/DSC08396a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sw4qu5YNq-I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xvvpGkc3Ohs/s320/DSC08396a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408307187683273698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today is a very auspicious day for us, my little princess.&lt;br /&gt;A year ago today, you came into our lives.&lt;br /&gt;You were finally here after 9 months of waiting&lt;br /&gt;and mummy &amp;amp; daddy became parents for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy must of done something good along our journey of life&lt;br /&gt;to be blessed with such an amazing little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullillah.&lt;br /&gt;You are our beautiful gift from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;a special reminder from Allah that He loves us enough, to give us You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A year has passed, my little angel and there has never been a dull moment since.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that puts a smile on our faces when we come home from&lt;br /&gt;an exhausting day at work.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that lights up our days when we are down.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that fills the house with more love and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;You are truly our little angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I have watched you grow from a little chubby-chinese looking baby into a beautiful little girl.&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember how you looked like as a baby.&lt;br /&gt;You had chubby cheeks, thunder-thighs, chinese-looking eyes, a cute button nose, fair skin and light brown 'static' hair.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely looked like a little Chinese Empress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You posses some characteristics from your daddy but&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure your "manja-ness" comes from me.&lt;br /&gt;You never cease to amaze me lil'one.&lt;br /&gt;When you were a week old, you showed us how strong you were by lifting up your&lt;br /&gt;neck to have a quick nose around.&lt;br /&gt;At one month old, you smiled and giggled for the first time&lt;br /&gt;and since then your giggles are what I crave to hear when I come home from work everyday. By the third month, we learned that you are our "Puteri Lilin" (i.e. our Candle Princess)&lt;br /&gt;who cannot stand the heat and constantly needs air-conditioner to stay cool&lt;br /&gt;and not sweat, hence why daddy often calls you his "Sweaty Pie"...haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; By five months, you were able to sit and do your rolly pollies&lt;br /&gt;then crawling followed suit a couple of weeks after.&lt;br /&gt;Seven months marked a great milestone for you.&lt;br /&gt;After trying for many many months, you finally mastered clapping your hands.&lt;br /&gt;Then the following month, waving bye-bye became your newest thing.&lt;br /&gt;At nine months, you cut your first tooth and said your first word.&lt;br /&gt;At 10 and a half months, you became our little walking penguin.&lt;br /&gt;Your chubby thunder thighs are probably the reason why&lt;br /&gt;you could easily balance and start walking at such an early age.&lt;br /&gt;At 11 months, you learned how to count.&lt;br /&gt;And today my love, at 12 months, I can proudly say&lt;br /&gt;you know how to "salam" your elders. Alhamdullillah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So, my little baby Mia,&lt;br /&gt;mummy &amp;amp; daddy hope you will celebrate more birthdays with us.&lt;br /&gt;This is only one of many.&lt;br /&gt;I hope over this next year you will learn new things&lt;br /&gt;and grow up to be a smart little toddler.&lt;br /&gt;I also hope you know how much you mean to us&lt;br /&gt;and how much we love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Happy Birthday Little Pumpkin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-550507168694980972?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/550507168694980972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=550507168694980972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/550507168694980972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/550507168694980972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-to-my-little-princess.html' title='Happy Birthday to my Little Princess'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sw4rBJ0hIHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/g1IH1msG0RA/s72-c/DSC03054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-2115424785293569227</id><published>2009-11-25T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:37:40.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sw-Ko6QQ9_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/Y_qNu4u57kk/s1600/DSC08443a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sw-Ko6QQ9_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/Y_qNu4u57kk/s320/DSC08443a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408694112932132850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dearest Birthday Girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my sweet little angel!!! Today you turn one years old! Mummy can't believe how time has flown by so fast. Nevertheless, it has been a great year. Over this last month you have amazed me some more with the new things you have learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after you turned 11 months, your vocabulary started to increase. Of course now you know how to say Daddy properly. You started saying and pointing to your "Shoos". You also started using the words "Neish" (nice) and "abis". Pintar anak mummy. Over the next few weeks, you learned to say "Peeash" (please) and "Tan Chu" (Thank you). Now you are smart as well as well-mannered. Alhamdullillah. You seem to like singing and during this time you started singing your "Papapapapa papapa" song. Its just too cute, especially when you are trying to entertain yourself in the car when its just the two of us. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you automatically count by yourself, especially when we are in the car; "onnn", teewww" then the rest are just muffled numbers. But you end up clapping ur hands when your are finished. A couple of weeks ago you were quietly sitting in your playpen playing with your teddy and you started playing pretend and feeding teddy with your shaped blocks. I guess that just goes to show that you have a great imagination. We have also come to realize that when you wake up in the morning in our bed, you will start whispering to yourself. Daddy thinks its because you don't want to wake us up just yet. After a while then you start talking loudly and pestering us to wake up. Daddy is now a proud man. He has thought you to salam daddy &amp;amp; mummy when we come home and when we leave and you do it so perfectly now. I love how you smell our hands...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week though, when I came home from work, your nanny informed me you had taken the Astro card and hid it somewhere. We spent an hour searching high and low for it. I asked you where you had hidden it while taking out all the DVD's and putting them in the laundry basket so I wouldn't make a mess. Of course you couldn't answer me but what you did afterwards made me think that you were telling me where it was. You started taking out the DVDs I had put in the basket. Apparently you had slotted the cardin between the plastic cover and casing of your Barney CD. It just makes me wonder what was going through your mind when you did that. Were you thinking that by doing so, Barney would come on TV? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago you had the pleasure of spending the night at Grandma's. I think it was the first time for you to sleep elsewhere. Grandma set up the mattress on the floor and you slept well only waking up once for a quick feed. Last week, you were a good girl when daddy brought you out for the first time. Just you and him. Daddy and Daughter day out. Daddy said you were well-behaved and did not cry at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy hopes you will enjoy the next few days as I have a few things lined up for you. Till then, lots of love, hugs and kisses, Mummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-2115424785293569227?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2115424785293569227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=2115424785293569227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2115424785293569227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2115424785293569227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-year-old.html' title='One Year Old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sw-Ko6QQ9_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/Y_qNu4u57kk/s72-c/DSC08443a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-1510761947382343568</id><published>2009-11-15T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:16:17.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapidz Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwzS5zL5N1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/xjvLtFewFQg/s1600/16545_177365434529_579964529_2686558_1514078_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwzS5zL5N1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/xjvLtFewFQg/s320/16545_177365434529_579964529_2686558_1514078_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407929142999594834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An Exhausted-looking Baby Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwzZfl42sQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/wHSmQ3iZGL4/s1600/16545_177389489529_579964529_2686630_7474538_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwzZfl42sQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/wHSmQ3iZGL4/s320/16545_177389489529_579964529_2686630_7474538_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407936389334872322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful Auntie Mama &amp;amp; Baby Hapidz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Auntie Mamah and Hapidz's big day. They had their Majlis Mandi belawat. Since you have been very stable on your legs, you had no intentions of being held. Mummy had to chase after you all day yesterday. In the morning, we dropped by Grandma's &amp;amp; Grandpa's house to welcome them home. They had just arrived the previous night from Qatar. Again, I wanted to see your expression when you saw your Grandma. At first your face was just serious then you walked over to your Grandma and gave her a big hug. It actually looked like you were hanging on with your dear life and weren't going to let her go. During our short visit you were showing off to your Grandma how you have mastered walking (with shoes on) and you were walking round the house like it was no ones business. You must of been exhausted from all that walking as you fell asleep on the ride home. I did not want to wake you but we had to get ready for Auntie Mamah's function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your Auntie Mamah's house, you tired me out. Walking here and walking there, chasing you here and chasing you there. Obviously you did not want me to carry you as you started to cry everytime I picked you up. I love knowing that you are an independant little princess but my love, I also hope you learn that sometimes at functions you have stay still and sit down. Luckily, your daddy's friend, Uncle Alai, who is also Uncle Razak's cousin, has an adorable sister. She was entertaining you and walking with you to where ever you wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Mamah looked absolutely beautiful yesterday, unfortunately, I think you weren't able to take a photo with her. Not to worry, we'll be sure to take a picture of you with her before she leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-1510761947382343568?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1510761947382343568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=1510761947382343568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1510761947382343568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1510761947382343568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/11/hapidz-big-day.html' title='Hapidz Big Day'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwzS5zL5N1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/xjvLtFewFQg/s72-c/16545_177365434529_579964529_2686558_1514078_na.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-624827099814980385</id><published>2009-11-09T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:01:49.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwCx3rAymtI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xJxVuIJ8bBU/s1600/DSC08313a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwCx3rAymtI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xJxVuIJ8bBU/s320/DSC08313a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404515122841557714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Didih &amp;amp; Auntie Lina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This weekend was one busy weekend for us. Your uncle Didih finally tied the knot to your new auntie Lina. We attended all three functions and by last night, we were exhausted. You sleep right through the night. It all started on Friday afternoon where we attended the Nikah Ceremony, then on Sunday morning we went to the Bersanding then in the evening just you and me went to the Ambil-ambilan function. I made a dress especially for your uncle didih's wedding and was happy that many loved it. I'm sure to be designing more dresses for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwCx37vj8qI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9LyBmZgvldk/s1600/DSC08325a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwCx37vj8qI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9LyBmZgvldk/s320/DSC08325a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404515127332696738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the Pelamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwCxbpJJjII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/FE7Hg8ej3sU/s1600/DSC08293a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwCxbpJJjII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/FE7Hg8ej3sU/s320/DSC08293a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404514641303407746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Mia's signature dress"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon while having a rest, I left you in your playpen to amuse yourself while I did a little bit of tidying up around the TV room. Then, I saw the most adorable thing. You were holding your teddy bear, talking to him then you started putting one of your shape blocks to his mouth. Only then did I realize you were playing pretend. You have such a great imagination. You were actually using the shape block as a glass and were feeding teddy. I couldn't help but smile. It was just too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mummy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-624827099814980385?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/624827099814980385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=624827099814980385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/624827099814980385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/624827099814980385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/11/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SwCx3rAymtI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xJxVuIJ8bBU/s72-c/DSC08313a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-439106431118654001</id><published>2009-10-25T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:37:53.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuaXjO0q68I/AAAAAAAAAZI/yEhKAGdx3p8/s1600-h/DSC08226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuaXjO0q68I/AAAAAAAAAZI/yEhKAGdx3p8/s320/DSC08226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397167834980346818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Sunday Ritual&lt;br /&gt;(Breakfast at Countrypatch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dearest Pumpkin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 11 months my sweetiepie!!! Alhamdullillah, you have reached another month. Mummy cannot believe in another months time, you'll be 1 years old. Time certainly does fly my dearest one. I have truly enjoyed watching you grow from a cheerful baby into a little 'soon-to-be' toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your main achievement this month that you can now actually walk. Everyone is amazed that you can walk already and at a young age too. I would like to break it down to the fact that I did not get you a baby walker so soon. I only bought your baby walker when you were 9 months and since then you have only used it a couple of times. We decided to leave it at Grandma's house so you could use it there and its safer than at home. Though you knew how to balance by yourself already, i think the walker gave you a little more confidence to take those first few steps by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of the new things you have been doing lately is opening your mouth wide when we ask where's your gigi. Its just hilarious coz when you do open your mouth, you actually cover all your teeth and we can't see any. haha. You also know how to count one to ten. Well, okay okay, you are not that much of a genius yet but when you do count, although it isn't clear, the sounds are there. I normally start off by saying "Oneee" and you would continue by saying "Teeww" which is the only number you kind of get right. The sounds to the rest of the numbers are all muffled!..haha. The latest word you like to say is "Nice", though it only comes out as "Nai". I'm sure by next week, you'll be able to say the "sss" part. You have also mastered finger-feeding yourself. On weekends when mummy goes out to buy fastfood and its just you and I in the car, you normally get restless, so a couple of weeks ago, I tried giving you a french fry which kept you quiet for sometime. At first you had difficulty with the last little piece of the french fry but now you're a master at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It puts a smile on my face when you see the dogs and you bark then when you see the cats you meow. You a like this mini-sound-machine..haha. Grandpa always brings you to see his collection of wooden ducks and always says "tsk tsk tsk"....so now when you see ducks on the TV, you do the same. I'm sure you know ducks are not called tsk tsk tsk as when i say duck you seem to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, since you are big enough, during bathtime, i allow you to play in the tub for a good 15-20 minutes. I fill up the tub, shampoo your hair then let you play in the water. I always leave the door open so you can see me walking in and out of the TV room. I normally use this time on weekends to clear up my bedroom and your nursery as well as the TV room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday at 6.30pm, mummy likes to book the TV so I can watch 'Jon &amp;amp; Kate plus eight'. As that is usually your "nenen" time, we usually sit on the sofa and watch it together. Everytime you see the sextuplets, you always say "Baby". I think now you associate the word baby to children as well as babies...hehe...you are, my love, the sweetest thing I have ever laid my eyes on. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-439106431118654001?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/439106431118654001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=439106431118654001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/439106431118654001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/439106431118654001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/10/11-months-old.html' title='11 Months Old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuaXjO0q68I/AAAAAAAAAZI/yEhKAGdx3p8/s72-c/DSC08226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5150579978647725790</id><published>2009-10-24T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:55:37.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZWZ3qbEII/AAAAAAAAAYA/pCkbc9-dF8E/s1600-h/DSC08215a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZWZ3qbEII/AAAAAAAAAYA/pCkbc9-dF8E/s320/DSC08215a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397096205888721026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we had a great dinner, courtesy of your Auntie Gail at Villa Mauri. Of course you were the guest of honour since almost all the pictures we took that night were of you. I was happy to see that you behaved well. We had a little bit of Auntie Sue's french fries and mummy's shepards pie. As usual you turned many heads that night. After dinner we droppped by Hua Ho to get your monthly birthday present then we sent Auntie Sue before heading back home. It was nice to be out with your Aunties....but unfortunately, it felt incomplete...we were missing your Auntie Mamah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZWZg_OKdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5Uyh8qAoQb4/s1600-h/DSC08216a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZWZg_OKdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5Uyh8qAoQb4/s320/DSC08216a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397096199801940434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuaShfHqxYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cxTo91SqEsU/s1600-h/15142_161797153436_584833436_2877964_3146190_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuaShfHqxYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cxTo91SqEsU/s320/15142_161797153436_584833436_2877964_3146190_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397162307437118850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuaShp_oRfI/AAAAAAAAAYo/5fMfwDgawxw/s1600-h/15142_161797158436_584833436_2877965_239617_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuaTrl2q_3I/AAAAAAAAAYw/ddY1SNhcrHM/s320/15142_161797163436_584833436_2877966_4016916_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397163580555198322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5150579978647725790?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5150579978647725790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5150579978647725790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5150579978647725790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5150579978647725790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls Night Out'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZWZ3qbEII/AAAAAAAAAYA/pCkbc9-dF8E/s72-c/DSC08215a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8753856753899778035</id><published>2009-10-20T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:00:51.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20th October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZTFzqk6wI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Iw83SoPP_j8/s1600-h/DSC08165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZTFzqk6wI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Iw83SoPP_j8/s320/DSC08165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397092562683357954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Angel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdullillah, you can now officially walk. You have been very active and prefer to be let loose on the floor. Your Grandma says thats all you were doing at her place on Monday, jalan here-jalan there. I guess its a beginning of a new adventure for you. It makes me one proud mama to know that you have mastered walking at only 10 and a half months. Mummy and Daddy are currently trying to slowly move you back into your cot as you always hog more than half of our bed nowadays. Funny thing is you dont sleep in the same position as mummy &amp;amp; daddy. For some odd reason, you like sleeping horizontally. I break it down to the fact that you probably dont like to feel mummy's &amp;amp; daddy's body heat..haha. You are one wierd little peanut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21st October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZTGDdC1VI/AAAAAAAAAXo/wghC_I8cSnQ/s1600-h/DSC08188a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZTGDdC1VI/AAAAAAAAAXo/wghC_I8cSnQ/s320/DSC08188a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397092566921565522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Pumpkin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight, Mama called looking for you. I think she missed you terribly as she hadn't seen you in quite sometime. Mummy had planned to take you to Tampoi to see mama last weekend, but your Popoh was hospitalized. Popoh is still in hospital, but alhamdullillah she has recovered slowly. As much as it would be nice to take you to see your Popoh, it wouldn't be a good idea love as germs are lurking around everywhere at the hospital. So, instead of waiting for the following weekend to visit mama, I decided to do a flying visit over to mama's for an hour or so before your bedtime. You showed off your new development skill to mama who was very impressed. But what really cracked me up was when mama asked to see your teeth and you opened your mouth up wide..haha..it was just too cute. I think those short and sweet flying visits we make to mama's house are just the best. You and I both get to spend a little quality time with mama, just us three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZSGggyxHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/d-3GSfR-8K8/s1600-h/DSC08186a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZSGggyxHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/d-3GSfR-8K8/s320/DSC08186a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397091475210290290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZSG7hbZTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CbIoMls02cw/s1600-h/DSC08182a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZSG7hbZTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CbIoMls02cw/s320/DSC08182a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397091482460710194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Sweetpea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, you got to spend the afternoon at your auntie Chenah's place. Your cousins picked you up and had the whole afternoon with you. When I came to pick you up, you were dressed in your cute little dress and showing off to everyone that you could walk. It was so cute to see you walking in auntie Chenah's living room lugging that big teddy bear around. I'm sure you had a blast with your cousins this afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mummy xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8753856753899778035?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8753856753899778035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8753856753899778035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8753856753899778035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8753856753899778035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-steps.html' title='Baby Steps'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SuZTFzqk6wI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Iw83SoPP_j8/s72-c/DSC08165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7842494092234861974</id><published>2009-10-08T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:30:03.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little angel's Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XBpFnaZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_PlyqvQUZ8E/s1600-h/DSC08044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XBpFnaZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_PlyqvQUZ8E/s320/DSC08044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390482227218311570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First Day of Raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XDulm5WI/AAAAAAAAAWw/IHcdg968HQY/s1600-h/DSC08120a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XDulm5WI/AAAAAAAAAWw/IHcdg968HQY/s320/DSC08120a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390482263054411106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Little Ballerina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XUlZhwFI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VAsV9hpKMME/s1600-h/DSC08132a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XUlZhwFI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VAsV9hpKMME/s320/DSC08132a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390482552645599314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little cupcake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XWT0hwHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/elUb0Kl_D6Q/s1600-h/DSC08139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XWT0hwHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/elUb0Kl_D6Q/s320/DSC08139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390482582286745714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XiAMAGHI/AAAAAAAAAXI/BsKZOjQsfQI/s1600-h/DSC08149a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XiAMAGHI/AAAAAAAAAXI/BsKZOjQsfQI/s320/DSC08149a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390482783174924402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia with very tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7842494092234861974?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7842494092234861974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7842494092234861974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7842494092234861974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7842494092234861974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-angels-raya.html' title='My Little angel&apos;s Raya'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Ss7XBpFnaZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_PlyqvQUZ8E/s72-c/DSC08044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7400104000596234083</id><published>2009-09-25T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:19:23.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SslgS96a5hI/AAAAAAAAAWg/H8jdvilOhgg/s1600-h/DSC08124a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SslgS96a5hI/AAAAAAAAAWg/H8jdvilOhgg/s320/DSC08124a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388944308099016210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear little Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have reached the 10 month mark today. I realized you have grown into a lil'cheeky monkey and I love you even more now. Over a period of a month you have grown 3 more teeth. You now have 5!! Yayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you copy what we do. You've been copying us snapping our fingers and its so cute when you do it. Sometimes it looks like you are signaling for money coz there's no sound when you snap your fingers. Now when you play Choop-Ba...you always say the "Baaaa" part which always puts a smile on mummy &amp;amp; daddy's faces. We are so proud of you. Your flying kisses are getting better. At least now you put your whole hand to your mouth. We just have to work on the flying bit. When mummy &amp;amp; daddy come home from work, we try to get you in the routine of giving us a hug and kiss. The hugs come naturally as it seems you miss us when we are at work. The kisses on the other hand, we have to ask for them and you normally place a big wet one on either our cheek or mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vocabulary is also increasing. Since your first word was 'Bye',  your second word was 'Baby' but I still think you're trying to understand what it really means. I love how you point to other kids and say "baby" which is hilarious since you my love, are the baby. You also tend to point to pictures of babies in frames and say baby. You smart egg you! Recently, you have extended your vocabulary and ask for "nenen" when you want milk and "mamam" when you are hungry. Your Grandma bought you a book the other day on animals and you like to flip through the book most of the time. I have a feeling you like books, well the pictures mostly. Once, You looked at the picture of the rabbit and you tried to copy what I said, but yours came out as "wabbit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I think you're trying out more difficult words that have an F sound in it as well as the the S sound too. The other day you were watching your daddy shoo away the pigeons, so now when you see the pigeons you too shoo them away by saying "fsshhh" with your little finger pointing at them.  Its so cute but its even cuter when we are at your Grandma's house and she takes you to the fish tank. You would put your finger where the fish's mouth is and say "fish". I have come to think that this is probably the reason why you have started opening and closing your mouth like a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my love, I want you to know that you are an amazing little girl and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. I promise my love to teach you to have love for your religion, the importance of patience, the meaning of love and the significance of respect. I also pray to Allah that you will understand the value of education and to always respect your virtue. Always remember Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy will always love you my little angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Ten months my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7400104000596234083?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7400104000596234083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7400104000596234083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7400104000596234083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7400104000596234083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/10/ten-months-old.html' title='Ten Months Old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SslgS96a5hI/AAAAAAAAAWg/H8jdvilOhgg/s72-c/DSC08124a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-6802485383563021736</id><published>2009-09-23T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T23:00:02.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia's First Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year is Mia's first Raya. First day of Raya fell on Monday, 21st September 2009. As usual on Raya morning, we made our way to see Bapa &amp;amp; Mummy first before they proceeded to Lumut for the day. This year Mia's uncle Rahman did not have to work and was able to bring his 'clan' over after Raya prayers. Mia's Aunty Mamah unfortunately couldn't make it as she had to attend her in-laws Raya morning gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV1TF3xEEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/R7cb0OL3-xw/s1600-h/DSC08044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV1TF3xEEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/R7cb0OL3-xw/s320/DSC08044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387841500072710210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia's First Raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV1T-ATHAI/AAAAAAAAAVY/-v5cITfMEqA/s1600-h/DSC08058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV1T-ATHAI/AAAAAAAAAVY/-v5cITfMEqA/s320/DSC08058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387841515140881410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia &amp;amp; Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV1-RD-C1I/AAAAAAAAAVg/_rRULHsLw5M/s1600-h/DSC08061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV1-RD-C1I/AAAAAAAAAVg/_rRULHsLw5M/s320/DSC08061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387842241811057490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia's First Green Packet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV1-_UsHNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MUrul-hY-og/s1600-h/DSC08063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV1-_UsHNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MUrul-hY-og/s320/DSC08063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387842254229216466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV3JGQZQgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/AnCvfOARMLQ/s1600-h/DSC08069a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV3JGQZQgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/AnCvfOARMLQ/s320/DSC08069a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387843527400571394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeking for forgiveness from both Mia's grandparents as well as my siblings, we made our way to my in-laws. The atmosphere at the Tampoi Manor is always overwhelming. Mia's daddy has 6 siblings, 6 sibling-in laws and 29 nieces &amp;amp; nephews. Its just great being surrounded by a big family, especially the children. After our Raya breakfast &amp;amp; 'ziarah-ing' everyone, we did our yearly first day raya rounds to all the relatives. Normally we would be done by late afternoon but for some reason we ended up finishing late this year. Upon reaching home, we freshened up quickly and picked up Auntie Sue Sue then made our way to Gail's house for a quick visit as we hadn't seen Baby Zara since she was born. Then our final house for the day was Kak'Imah's house who definitely serves yummy food. I say yummy because she always serves Dim Sum, my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV3Jgm7xgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WBGtrFDq13Q/s1600-h/DSC08078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV3Jgm7xgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WBGtrFDq13Q/s320/DSC08078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387843534474429954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Abang Irshad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV3-KSa91I/AAAAAAAAAWI/1kHuSEhsoEo/s1600-h/DSC08096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV3-KSa91I/AAAAAAAAAWI/1kHuSEhsoEo/s320/DSC08096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387844439015880530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Kaka Sofie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV39twbkmI/AAAAAAAAAWA/zdstHjet1SE/s1600-h/DSC08080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV39twbkmI/AAAAAAAAAWA/zdstHjet1SE/s320/DSC08080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387844431357121122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Abang Shafiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsWS8-4C33I/AAAAAAAAAWY/V8d-7sYlpc8/s1600-h/DSC08103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsWS8-4C33I/AAAAAAAAAWY/V8d-7sYlpc8/s320/DSC08103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387874105586540402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the second day, we all headed over to mum's place to help her with her open house. People came and went and of course Mia met many many people and relatives. On the third day of Raya, today, after work, we made our way to Uncle Anam's house, Mia's  granduncle. Mia had been 'kidnapped' by her Auntie Chenah and Kaka Sofie that afternoon so we met up with them there. We then made our way to Abg Minan's parents house in Rimba before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV5NO_r_6I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1pWc3PxRhfg/s1600-h/DSC08108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV5NO_r_6I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1pWc3PxRhfg/s320/DSC08108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387845797489147810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia &amp;amp; her Grandma with their pearls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/S: Was very disappointed for not remembering to take a picture of Mia &amp;amp; Mama. Must remind self to take one next time we see mama :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-6802485383563021736?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6802485383563021736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=6802485383563021736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6802485383563021736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6802485383563021736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/09/mias-first-raya.html' title='Mia&apos;s First Raya'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsV1TF3xEEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/R7cb0OL3-xw/s72-c/DSC08044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-1197212532372177616</id><published>2009-09-07T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:10:38.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Home</title><content type='html'>Dear Little Angel Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally your Grandma &amp;amp; Nini Bapa have arrived safely home from Vienna yesterday. Since it was a public holiday, we drove over to Grandma's house to welcome them home. Grandma and Nini Bapa were so happy to see you but you acted most strangely when we arrived. When you saw your Grandma, you started crying in tears. Me and Grandma break it down to the fact that you really really missed her but you forgot..until you saw her in person. Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa brought you back alot of goodies but I realized that you became very impressed and attached to the "Princess storybook". I hope you do learn to love books as I do. The same night we all met up at Charcoal for a "welcome home sungkai dinner".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsVu90xXuQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/56n88p-9O1U/s1600-h/DSC08026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsVu90xXuQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/56n88p-9O1U/s320/DSC08026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387834537635461378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia checking out her aunty Mamah's handbag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsVsTlUpysI/AAAAAAAAAVA/pKU2U6UFy0Y/s1600-h/DSC08024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsVsTlUpysI/AAAAAAAAAVA/pKU2U6UFy0Y/s320/DSC08024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387831612910717634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia &amp;amp; her Aunty Mamah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsVsTFMDQkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rvcjVLYXBz8/s1600-h/DSC08021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsVsTFMDQkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rvcjVLYXBz8/s320/DSC08021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387831604284703298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa finally home safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-1197212532372177616?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1197212532372177616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=1197212532372177616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1197212532372177616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/1197212532372177616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/09/grandmas-home.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Home'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SsVu90xXuQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/56n88p-9O1U/s72-c/DSC08026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7122150220327423267</id><published>2009-08-24T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:00:22.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NINE Months Old Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpM5ZO6qO1I/AAAAAAAAAUw/UN-h4bH_9UA/s1600-h/DSC07992a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpM5ZO6qO1I/AAAAAAAAAUw/UN-h4bH_9UA/s320/DSC07992a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373701886046780242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All dressed to go out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Baby Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are nine months old today!!! Its funny how to mummy you turning 9 months seems quite special. I think its because its the same amount of time that you were in mummy's tummy. Yet it seems like the past nine months have flown by quicker compared to the nine months that you were in my tummy. We wont have cake but I think a couple a cupcakes would be better. Less temptation in the fridge since it is the fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, you cut your first tooth then the second one follow suit. So now u have two teeth..yayy! You no longer have those cute toothless grins..hehe. Daddy finally decided we should re-install the Astro since you really need it so last week once it was re-installed, you have been glued to the PHD Channel. At least you are occupied while mummy &amp;amp; daddy are at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 days ago, we were sitting on the couch, watching tv then you started messing with the blanket. You started lifting it up and covering your face then down to reveal your face. A couple of minutes later I realized you were playing "Choop Ba" which just knocked my socks off. It was just soooo cute. It gives mummy such a warm feeling when you do such 'smart' things that I can be proud of. There was this one afternoon last week when me and daddy just left you in your playpen to play then you started babbling the word "bye bye" in that cute voice of yours. At the same time you were waving your hand. I was beyond shocked but your daddy was so proud. I think you are really trying to master your "Bye Bye" as you always wave bye to mummy when I leave for work and you even waved bye to the little girl on the tv who was waving at you. I think this Raya you can just wave to everyone and maybe next year you'll be able to salam everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You still cannot walk yet, thank God! But I feel you're a fast learner and will start walking before you are one years old. Nowadays you like chilling on the couch because you can easily stand up and walk along the couch with the back as support. So basically, by yourself, you can stand up and balance for a minute or so before you fall down. You also know what you want. For instance, if one of us is having a drink, you'll start smacking your lips (with your little toungue out) to indicate you want some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You learn more everyday baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7122150220327423267?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7122150220327423267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7122150220327423267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7122150220327423267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7122150220327423267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/08/nine-months-old-today.html' title='NINE Months Old Today'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpM5ZO6qO1I/AAAAAAAAAUw/UN-h4bH_9UA/s72-c/DSC07992a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-6107648503838003453</id><published>2009-08-16T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:58:44.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Majlis Mandi Belawat &amp; Berdzikir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIKN2EBCkI/AAAAAAAAAS8/sba7LAz_bww/s1600-h/6573_120476647330_617827330_2838665_6771573_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIKN2EBCkI/AAAAAAAAAS8/sba7LAz_bww/s320/6573_120476647330_617827330_2838665_6771573_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373368538373360194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdullillah yesterday's event went well. It turned out to be a wonderful day surrounded by close friends &amp;amp; family. Honestly speaking, I had a fantastic time. I was happy. My in laws were there, my family was there, even my grandmother was able to attend. Mia did not cry one bit which made the day even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday &amp;amp; Saturday were spent doing last minute preps for Sunday. My beloved &amp;amp; I set up the carpets that my mama so generously lent to us in the lounge area on Friday then on Saturday, Mama, Ka'inah and the little munchkins came over to put the gifts into the gifts bags. It was nice having them around making the house feel filled in. Mama then ordered Pizza delivery for everyone for dinner. It just comes to show that even a last minute organized event can be done if everyone chips in a little with their time and effort. Thanks to My mummy, my Mama, my beautiful sister in laws, my sister, my nieces, my hubby...and the rest of the family, the event turned out to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIKORiLWQI/AAAAAAAAATE/IQbd7AXjyzs/s1600-h/6573_120476632330_617827330_2838662_3632231_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIKORiLWQI/AAAAAAAAATE/IQbd7AXjyzs/s320/6573_120476632330_617827330_2838662_3632231_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373368545747622146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While getting ready....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpILKjD1TmI/AAAAAAAAATM/vv9E36ivrqo/s1600-h/6573_120476567330_617827330_2838652_1337882_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpILKjD1TmI/AAAAAAAAATM/vv9E36ivrqo/s320/6573_120476567330_617827330_2838652_1337882_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373369581244337762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....Bapa babysat for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpILLPVCfsI/AAAAAAAAATU/iEfqiz0QStg/s1600-h/6573_120476642330_617827330_2838664_64413_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpILLPVCfsI/AAAAAAAAATU/iEfqiz0QStg/s320/6573_120476642330_617827330_2838664_64413_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373369593127665346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I quickly dashed to the bridal shop to get last minute costume jewellery for my attire. I then got ready and had Auntie Zaleha do my make up. David Cheok arrived later on. Having David and Auntie Zaleha in the same room brought back memories of my Nikah day. It was nice to get pampered once in a while. Once we were done, my better half, my baby and myself made our way downstairs to the berdzikir ceremony. My beloved brought Mia around the male guests for blessings while I carried Mia around the ladies. It was quite a task carrying "little' Mia around who's not so little anymore but quite heavy. Its no wonder people do their mandi belawat when the baby is 100 days old and not 8 months old...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpILg-351NI/AAAAAAAAATc/dpZa2TBAoWU/s1600-h/6573_120476637330_617827330_2838663_762793_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpILg-351NI/AAAAAAAAATc/dpZa2TBAoWU/s320/6573_120476637330_617827330_2838663_762793_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373369966667617490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia waiting to be 'blessed' by her relatives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpILhToTerI/AAAAAAAAATk/mLKqk3gL4e0/s1600-h/6573_120476762330_617827330_2838684_2506606_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpILhToTerI/AAAAAAAAATk/mLKqk3gL4e0/s320/6573_120476762330_617827330_2838684_2506606_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373369972239334066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bedzikir ladies&lt;br /&gt;(Thank you Ka'Pehin for organizing this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpINpiJVxnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ItFpRzwmgd4/s1600-h/6573_120476877330_617827330_2838706_3226328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpINpiJVxnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ItFpRzwmgd4/s320/6573_120476877330_617827330_2838706_3226328_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373372312598201970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia being blessed by both her Grandmama's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpINpLXmsoI/AAAAAAAAAT8/64EBDls-SW8/s1600-h/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 74px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpINpLXmsoI/AAAAAAAAAT8/64EBDls-SW8/s320/Image1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373372306484015746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being blessed by her Nini Bapa, Her Uncle Shaz &amp;amp; Her Uncle Ayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIMiCCnY6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/k_Op3RWRYQo/s1600-h/6573_120476712330_617827330_2838677_2924397_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIMiCCnY6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/k_Op3RWRYQo/s320/6573_120476712330_617827330_2838677_2924397_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373371084209349538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIMhn_R9HI/AAAAAAAAATs/jQuNsroMSh4/s1600-h/6573_120476977330_617827330_2838723_3514228_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIMhn_R9HI/AAAAAAAAATs/jQuNsroMSh4/s320/6573_120476977330_617827330_2838723_3514228_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373371077216040050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my other family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIOlT9hhNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kDAJ_1e6XXg/s1600-h/6573_120476657330_617827330_2838667_2539943_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIOlT9hhNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kDAJ_1e6XXg/s320/6573_120476657330_617827330_2838667_2539943_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373373339582694610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia sitting with her Nini Bapa quietly while Doa is being read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIOlll4O4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Hn3r-N4hLNQ/s1600-h/6573_120476717330_617827330_2838678_236692_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIOlll4O4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Hn3r-N4hLNQ/s320/6573_120476717330_617827330_2838678_236692_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373373344315358082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Light refreshments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIPDNfhFII/AAAAAAAAAUc/Bt7t21eDHm0/s1600-h/6573_120476572330_617827330_2838653_3211799_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIPDNfhFII/AAAAAAAAAUc/Bt7t21eDHm0/s320/6573_120476572330_617827330_2838653_3211799_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373373853242299522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gifts all stacked up for guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was then escorted outside for tea, coffee &amp;amp; light refreshments. I was happy to be able to be with all my loved ones before the holy month of Ramadhan. A great time to ask for forgiveness so our fasting will be more meaningful. Mia will be 9 months soon....and she'll be celebrating her first raya. I'm absolutely excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIPDUKotLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ORpfTs-HEGo/s1600-h/6573_120476587330_617827330_2838656_5400943_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIPDUKotLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ORpfTs-HEGo/s320/6573_120476587330_617827330_2838656_5400943_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373373855033767090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia through DC's eyes&lt;br /&gt;(Absolutely Love this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-6107648503838003453?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6107648503838003453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=6107648503838003453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6107648503838003453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6107648503838003453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/08/majlis-mandi-belawat-berdzikir.html' title='Majlis Mandi Belawat &amp; Berdzikir'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpIKN2EBCkI/AAAAAAAAAS8/sba7LAz_bww/s72-c/6573_120476647330_617827330_2838665_6771573_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8826965888920374429</id><published>2009-08-12T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:58:09.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpHyjS8DnKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/FEd2dHgwsgs/s1600-h/DSC07948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpHyjS8DnKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/FEd2dHgwsgs/s320/DSC07948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373342518622788770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the midst of preparing for the function,&lt;br /&gt;I was still able to shop for a swimsuit for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Princess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been such a hectic week for mummy. I have been preparing for your Majlis Mandi Belawat &amp;amp; Bedzikir. First things first mummy had to decide what you were going to wear and time was running out. Luckily I found this website selling christening dresses based in the US and do international shipping. I read that we would receive your dress on time but I wasn't really counting on it. So on the 4th of August I placed the order and believe it or not, I recieved the parcel yesterday. I tried the dress on you and I must say, u look like an angel in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also sorted out the gifts for the guests. Daddy is making paper bags with our intials on and Grandma has found the shop thats able to sell us 120 tins of Redondo biscuits as gifts. Your Auntie Sarimah was nice enough to 'sedekah' bunga telurs to add into the gift bag. I have been moving furniture to make space for the lovely ladies who will be doing the dzikir. I think daddy will help with the carpets later on. Mummy has also sorted out your photographer. Your Uncle David will be covering your function on that day and hopefully you will be able to meet his little son, Adam and his wife, Auntie Sidah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also sorted out the catering for the day. We will be having Mee Goreng, Kelupis with Chicken Curry, Assorted cakes from ur Nini Nani &amp;amp; some from Auntie Sarinah as well as Curry puffs and Satay which was a sedekah from your Auntie Mama. Four more days before your function and mummy has invited your relatives from both mummy's side as well as daddy's side. Auntie Sarinah was nice enough to message your daddy's aunties and uncles. I hope all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8826965888920374429?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8826965888920374429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8826965888920374429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8826965888920374429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8826965888920374429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SpHyjS8DnKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/FEd2dHgwsgs/s72-c/DSC07948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-139050595306425217</id><published>2009-07-25T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:35:13.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Months Old Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SnKrYYV-bgI/AAAAAAAAASs/KFhEP6uMjII/s1600-h/DSC07866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SnKrYYV-bgI/AAAAAAAAASs/KFhEP6uMjII/s320/DSC07866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364538541491514882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Princess Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you turn 8 months old. Time is flying by pretty fast and you are learning all sorts through out the days. You can be a chatterbox when you are by yourself. Sometimes mummy just puts you in your cot for a while so you can learn to entertain yourself. A couple of mornings ago, you woke up in your cot (and not in mummy's bed for a change) and sat up then starting talking to your teddy bear. You also started to pat your teddy bears bottom. I like to think you were "Pok-poking" him to sleep. Mummy &amp;amp; daddy love to overhear your conversations when you are in your cot. It never ceases to put smiles on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you get bored in your cot or if you're just too tired to entertain yourself, you would normally stand up, hang on to the rails, start whinning and go "mummmmuummm". Funnily enough, when you are in a happy mood and you're chit chatting to us, you'll say "Papapapapa". Could it be that, if you are happy, you like your daddy but if your sad, you prefer me? One of the latest things you like to do now is lick you lips which you only started doing recently. Its just simply adorable when after taking a spoonful of porridge, you'll just lick your lips then smile. You have also started munching on those Rusk biscuits which you seem to enjoy alot. It makes me smile to see the end result of the biscuit after you've suck on both ends of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hands have been doing alot of work as of late. You totally understand mummy when I say "clap your hands" or "give me 5". Basically its the two things that you do well when you are told. If only you understood mummy when I say stop whinning. I guess I'm going to have to make you understand the words "Stop it" next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mummy has been trying to teach you to wave bye bye for months then finally yesterday during lunchtime while daddy, me and you were sprawled on the mattress in the room, you looked at yourself in the mirror and started to wave...to yourself. It was one of the happiest moments for mummy. Unfortunately, its still quite difficult to get you to wave to us when we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my precious 8 month old baby who weighs approximately 8 kilos, I can wait to see what new things you will learn over the next month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you my lil one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-139050595306425217?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/139050595306425217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=139050595306425217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/139050595306425217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/139050595306425217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-months-old-today.html' title='8 Months Old Today'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SnKrYYV-bgI/AAAAAAAAASs/KFhEP6uMjII/s72-c/DSC07866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8403684740836503566</id><published>2009-07-09T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:20:31.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Madame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Slbf2YYG8qI/AAAAAAAAASk/WYfGUPSra-4/s1600-h/DSC07810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Slbf2YYG8qI/AAAAAAAAASk/WYfGUPSra-4/s320/DSC07810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356714932153283234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little Madame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Baby Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullillah you are now better. That fever gave me a little scare. A day after your temperature went back to normal, red spots started coming out on your tummy &amp;amp; back. I was quite worried until your Aunties said it was quite normal. They told me "Panas nya keluar" so thank God now they are actually gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple of months time, you'll be celebrating your first Raya. So mummy is now in the midst of preparing. I now have two babies to think of, you and your daddy. First things first, mummy will have to buy material for all three of us. I am going to make you two baju kurungs. One flowery one, made of plain japanese cotton so you wont feel hot and another one to match mummy and daddy. I think you'll just look more adorable and more comfortable in your dresses, so we will alternate during the festive season. I need to get you nice black shoes, some new socks and hairbands. Ooo...I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah you'll be having a berdzikir ceremony next month before the month of Ramadhan. If all goes well and we do have the function, it will an auspicious day for you as you'll be able to meet all your relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, do continue tugging at your hair and playing with your ear when you're feeling sleepy...it's just the most adorable thing. Daddy has lowered your cot so now its safer for you when you feel like standing up in it. We filled it up with your favourite toys so I do hope now you'll sleep in it. As your daddy says, you are getting a little "manja", especially when you wake up in the middle of the night whimpering for no reason at all. Let's just hope you grow out of that phase ok. I have to be strong and not spoil you too much but how can I not when you are mummy's most precious prized possession. I love you little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8403684740836503566?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8403684740836503566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8403684740836503566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8403684740836503566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8403684740836503566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-little-madame-dear-baby-mia.html' title='Little Madame'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Slbf2YYG8qI/AAAAAAAAASk/WYfGUPSra-4/s72-c/DSC07810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7563039001172187768</id><published>2009-07-02T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:03:46.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever Number Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sk10InNYhXI/AAAAAAAAARU/tgpxlnVh19Y/s1600-h/DSC07795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sk10InNYhXI/AAAAAAAAARU/tgpxlnVh19Y/s320/DSC07795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354063223326279026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off to the Clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a sad today today. Breaking news in Brunei today involves a 12 year old girl who died of H1N1 Influenza today. She already had chronic illnesses and the flu just made it worse. Al-fatihah to the little one. This swine flu is spreading life wildfire and for a small population, we have quite a large amount of H1N1 cases. 93 to be exact. As a mother, I have become very paranoid and angry at those ignorant people who have been suspected of having this disease and are still walking around in public risking contaminating others. I thought, as a small country, we would have been able to control this flu from spreading but unfortunately there are too many irresponsible and ignorant people out there. I thought we would be safe to still go to work, school and even public places but I was wrong. I even heard a suspected person was walking around the ICC at the consumer fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually very angry with myself for bringing Mia to the ICC consumer fair last Saturday. I did not assume such irresponsible people would be walking about. I only found out the following day. When Mia started getting a high temperature on Wednesday, I started to freak out. Thursday morning I brought her to the Government clinic and they told me to get a number and wait amongst the many sick people in the waiting area. I looked around and said to the lady that I think its safer for me to go to a private clinic. So off I went to Dr. Asri's clinic. He took a quick look at her, took her temperature and told me not to worry. It's probably a normal fever. Alhamdullillah. Yet, I'm still keeping a look out for any changes in her temperature. Her temperature often rises at night. The highest its been was 37.7 degrees celcius. I put on one of those Kool Fever plasters and luckily it reduced her temperature abit. She neither has a runny nose nor a cough but I can't really tell if she has a headache or any sort of muscle pains.  At night she often wakes up whimpering and quickly sucks on my teat for comfort. She still has energy to play in the day time though. I just hope she gets well soon. I ache to see her in such pain. and uncomfortableness. Even my darling hubby saw the worriedness in my face and told me not to worry. Ya Allah, please help my baby girl recover soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7563039001172187768?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7563039001172187768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7563039001172187768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7563039001172187768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7563039001172187768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/07/fever-number-two.html' title='Fever Number Two'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sk10InNYhXI/AAAAAAAAARU/tgpxlnVh19Y/s72-c/DSC07795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-6957882679320833414</id><published>2009-07-01T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:45:01.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition to the Clan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP5kL3pZyI/AAAAAAAAASU/OSKdp154V1k/s1600-h/DSC07779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP5kL3pZyI/AAAAAAAAASU/OSKdp154V1k/s320/DSC07779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355898781930448674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Little Muffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We welcome with love in our hearts, the arrival of Baby Abdul Hapidz Bin Abdul Razak, the first born of my little sister Azimah and her hubby, Razak. Baby Heff was born on 30th June 2009 at 18.28pm at JPMC, weighing 3.555 grammes and 51cm in length. He has got just the biggest adorable eyes and a very sharp nose. I'm sure he'll grow up to be a fine handsome boy, definitely a heart breaker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP5kUado0I/AAAAAAAAASc/TK6MQx8V4Jc/s1600-h/DSC07782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP5kUado0I/AAAAAAAAASc/TK6MQx8V4Jc/s320/DSC07782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355898784223961922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally in mummy's arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-6957882679320833414?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6957882679320833414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=6957882679320833414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6957882679320833414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6957882679320833414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-addition-to-clan.html' title='New Addition to the Clan'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP5kL3pZyI/AAAAAAAAASU/OSKdp154V1k/s72-c/DSC07779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-3410977206958817320</id><published>2009-06-29T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:33:09.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia's Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2pf2DCwI/AAAAAAAAASM/h5-nmIhDQak/s1600-h/6540_96301409529_579964529_1847583_3101208_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2pf2DCwI/AAAAAAAAASM/h5-nmIhDQak/s320/6540_96301409529_579964529_1847583_3101208_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355895574656912130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Precious Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the 27th July, in collaboration with Mia's 7th Month birthday, she did a little photoshoot for Chee for his photography portfolio. Here are some of the pics that I simply adore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2pKifoSI/AAAAAAAAASE/OuXxmnhfr1I/s1600-h/6540_96301389529_579964529_1847579_822867_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2pKifoSI/AAAAAAAAASE/OuXxmnhfr1I/s320/6540_96301389529_579964529_1847579_822867_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355895568937754914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2dz-LSlI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Z4uFhRD2CSU/s1600-h/6540_96301439529_579964529_1847589_2368062_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2dz-LSlI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Z4uFhRD2CSU/s320/6540_96301439529_579964529_1847589_2368062_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355895373901285970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2dTGt4aI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qssjoM-Jg9k/s1600-h/6540_96301424529_579964529_1847586_6423022_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2dTGt4aI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qssjoM-Jg9k/s320/6540_96301424529_579964529_1847586_6423022_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355895365078737314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2E2tupzI/AAAAAAAAARs/VawBYZHohrQ/s1600-h/6540_96301379529_579964529_1847577_3553794_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2E2tupzI/AAAAAAAAARs/VawBYZHohrQ/s320/6540_96301379529_579964529_1847577_3553794_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355894945140877106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2Evlr_LI/AAAAAAAAARk/yNsadZDQOa0/s1600-h/4832_95455379529_579964529_1834822_5183083_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2Evlr_LI/AAAAAAAAARk/yNsadZDQOa0/s320/4832_95455379529_579964529_1834822_5183083_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355894943228099762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP1xjsuxNI/AAAAAAAAARc/SYh_a7h2GWY/s1600-h/6540_96302924529_579964529_1847622_6187900_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP1xjsuxNI/AAAAAAAAARc/SYh_a7h2GWY/s320/6540_96302924529_579964529_1847622_6187900_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355894613618902226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-3410977206958817320?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3410977206958817320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=3410977206958817320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3410977206958817320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3410977206958817320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/06/mias-photoshoot.html' title='Mia&apos;s Photoshoot'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SlP2pf2DCwI/AAAAAAAAASM/h5-nmIhDQak/s72-c/6540_96301409529_579964529_1847583_3101208_na.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-4620209107133669713</id><published>2009-06-24T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:45:19.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Months Old Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SkRBK1DkJlI/AAAAAAAAARM/0prBe6indyw/s1600-h/DSC07709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SkRBK1DkJlI/AAAAAAAAARM/0prBe6indyw/s320/DSC07709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351473911519520338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 7 month old Baby Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are officially 7 months old today. My oh my time is flying by too fast. You woke up and started clapping by yourself this morning. I think you know its your 7th month birthday today. Either that or you know its my pay day and it's time for a new toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have grown from being a healthy happy baby into a chubby curious little one. For the past month you have accomplished many things my love. You started eating a month ago and so far we are still on feeding you chicken porridge and mashed apples. Your Grandma made something special for you last week though, mashed apples &amp;amp; pears with a little bit of rice. When you have that in the late afternoons, it really fills you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have now mastered crawling and clapping hands and its all you've been doing all day. Mummy has yet to teach you how to wave though. Nowadays, you just want to stand up. while holding onto something. Everyone is saying that you might start walking sooner than expected. You also like banging things together. That's all you do when you are in your high-chair entertaining yourself while mummy is cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you my little angel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-4620209107133669713?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/4620209107133669713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=4620209107133669713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/4620209107133669713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/4620209107133669713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/06/seven-months-old-today.html' title='Seven Months Old Today'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SkRBK1DkJlI/AAAAAAAAARM/0prBe6indyw/s72-c/DSC07709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-6164603739558192941</id><published>2009-06-22T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:13:48.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday left me Mia feeling completely exhausted today. It was the most busiest weekend ever. We attended Filya and Sheherol's bersanding ceremony at Polo club, dashed home for a quick shower then on to Alai's house to celebrate Mokhtar's 11th birthday then go home only to get dressed to go out again to have dinner with my family at Nyonya to celebrate Father's Day. I felt quite guilty because it was Father's Day but we did not spend much quality time with Mia's Daddy. I hope I can make it up to him this Sunday instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was the first one that Mia has ever attended. It was nice to be surrounded by so many friends and family in one room. I saw old faces and met new ones too. I think that this will be the first and last wedding for Mia for at least a couple of more months. The timing of the wedding functions coincides with Mia's lunch time nap so she was quite cranky at the wedding. Although we were indoors (with air-conditioner) Mia was still hot and uncomfortable. Luckily I put on her just a cotton dress. Nevertheless, I think Mia had a great time at the wedding, seeing new faces and being fussed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SkGl72vM-0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/cp82wInUJBo/s1600-h/4853_93407689529_579964529_1804823_2880392_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SkGl72vM-0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/cp82wInUJBo/s320/4853_93407689529_579964529_1804823_2880392_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350740280017222466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding, we went to pick up some lunch for Daddy and quickly met up with Mia's Auntie Mama &amp;amp; Uncle Jack. They decided to kidnap Mia for a short while and bring her shopping. These two sweet people bought Mia an early "Mandi Belawat gift", well two actually. A beautiful white gold Pendant &amp;amp; necklace set and a bangle. Thank you to the beautiful mama and handsome papa-to-be. We now have another Bangle to Mia's collection. A latest craze for her. Whenever I put a bangle or bracelet on her, she will just lift up her hand trying to show it off to everyone. Its so adorable, it cracks me up. Auntie Mama is getting more bigger by the minute. Baby Heff is already 3.5kg in her tummy. I'm sure Mia is as excited as I am to see her new cousin. "Hurry up Heff"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4pm we made our way to Mokhtar's birthday party. It started at 2.30pm and we got there two hours later. I felt terrible for being late. The kids played a few games and so did the adults. Well, we played one game, Pin the tail on the Donkey. It was hilarious to see adults pinning the tail on the donkey and we still got it wrong...haha. We had munchies and Mr.Baker's chocolate cake. All in all, it was a great afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SkGl8Nkxo8I/AAAAAAAAARE/HwyLPrsjJ68/s1600-h/5119_229239280088_699205088_7428093_5727331_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SkGl8Nkxo8I/AAAAAAAAARE/HwyLPrsjJ68/s320/5119_229239280088_699205088_7428093_5727331_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350740286147503042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Like babies like mommies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we got home, we rested for a while. I changed Mia and fed her then took a shower. We then made our way to Nyonya to meet Mum, Bapa and the rest. By this time, I was exhausted and Mia seemed sleepy too. But as soon as she saw the grandparents, aunties and uncles, her face lit up and she was wide awake again. Dinner was yummy and company was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-6164603739558192941?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6164603739558192941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=6164603739558192941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6164603739558192941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/6164603739558192941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-sunday.html' title='Busy Sunday'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SkGl72vM-0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/cp82wInUJBo/s72-c/4853_93407689529_579964529_1804823_2880392_na.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-3081132843850677267</id><published>2009-06-11T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:17:53.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream a little Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SjmVckaPXXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/T1FU2-CokxQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SjmVckaPXXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/T1FU2-CokxQ/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348470350521785714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Little Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since Baby Mia turned 6 months old, I have noticed a few changes in her character and her routine. She's crawling all over the place now and is just too eager to learn to stand. If I'm lying next to her, she starts grabbing on to me for support, pushes herself up and stands on her two chubby legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her sleep pattern is all messed up...she has started dreaming and starts smiling in her sleep and sometimes starts doing some sort of baby karate. Her bad dreams make her wake up in the middle of the night, sometimes only 2 times, but other times she can wake up around 5-6 times a night. Though she doesn't wake up and play, she does wake up and hunts for my breastmilk. I figure that by doing that, its her sense of security. This is the reason why she sleeps with us now. A bad move, yes I know. On some nights when she falls asleep I would put her down in her cot in her room but two hours later she can be heard crying. When I look in on her, she would be sitting up right crying her eyes out and reaching out her arms. I hope she grows out of the separation anxiety stage soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can proudly say my little munchkin is a "Kabal" baby. She definitely has a high tolerance for pain. She bumped her head yesterday and her nanny said she didn't cry at all. She just got up and continued playing in her play pen. In the evenings when we play with her in my room, we would just let her free on the mattress on the floor. She crawls towards anything interesting for her in sight. Besides the usual remote control &amp;amp; mobile phone, lately what has caught her interest are bottles, especially her daddy's 100 plus bottles and those silky labels on the pillows. It's funny how some items she's usually engrossed with are things that can be found around the house. It seems like buying all those educational toys are only useful for a couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On mummy &amp;amp; daddy's anniversary, we all dressed up and had a lovely family dinner at the Presendential Room at Rizqun. Azimah did a great job organizing the dinner. I dressed Mia up in one of her dresses from her Grandad Chan and she looked absolutely adorable! My little princess is all grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-3081132843850677267?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3081132843850677267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=3081132843850677267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3081132843850677267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/3081132843850677267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-little-dream.html' title='Dream a little Dream'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SjmVckaPXXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/T1FU2-CokxQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5965230578302842395</id><published>2009-05-28T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:06:06.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half A Year Old Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sh9QYz5JZXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/O4OBYUIeQhs/s1600-h/DSC07684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sh9QYz5JZXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/O4OBYUIeQhs/s320/DSC07684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341076070261679474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia's Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a little party for Baby Mia to celebrate her 6th Month Birthday. She deserved a little taste of her cake for being such an exceptional daughter and reaching many of her development goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sh9QwmzCPKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vokwDjBzVXs/s1600-h/DSC07691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sh9QwmzCPKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vokwDjBzVXs/s320/DSC07691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341076479063243938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Mia in her chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sh9QZL9KpsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/T_XSXv_eJWg/s1600-h/DSC07689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sh9QZL9KpsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/T_XSXv_eJWg/s320/DSC07689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341076076720989890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mamma &amp;amp; Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5965230578302842395?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5965230578302842395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5965230578302842395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5965230578302842395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5965230578302842395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/05/half-year-old-birthday.html' title='Half A Year Old Birthday'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sh9QYz5JZXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/O4OBYUIeQhs/s72-c/DSC07684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-7128783998776365424</id><published>2009-05-25T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:40:46.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half A Year Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ShtWWNGmycI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XxKH1KNkc0Q/s1600-h/DSC07682a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ShtWWNGmycI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XxKH1KNkc0Q/s320/DSC07682a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956722652334530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Sweet Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my love. You have reached the big SIX. Six months old that is. Time has flown by so fast. You have achieved so much in your development over the past six months. Of course all mummy's out there say their baby is so smart and like the latter I too think you are definitely a smart egg. Actually according to Babycentre's milestone development chart, you are an advanced little baby. You already started crawling before you were six months old. Mummy and Daddy are so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my love, your major accomplishments are feeding yourself by holding your own bottle, crawling in a froggie kind of way, screaming out loud or more like shrieking out loud, you have responded to the word "No" and last but not least, you know your name, Mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the major accomplishments above, you have also learnt to roll over and "partially" roll back onto your tummy with a little help from mummy or daddy. You have become very fond of your mirror image but you just can't seem to figure out that it's actually your own reflection. It's adorable seeing you talking to your reflection and also flipping the mirror to see if there's anyone behind it. I'm sure you'll work it out soon, my love. I always love playing with you during our mummy-daughter time because I normally get you to laugh out loud, more often than before. A couple of nights ago, because you wouldn't shut your little eyes to sleep, I sat you in your bouncing chair and naturally, you pulled all your toys down from the bar. I had to pick them up and stick them back up. And you did it again. I think we must of did it over and over again about ten times. It was getting late so I picked you up and tried to rock you to sleep but I had no luck. I gently patted your bum and in a stern voice I said "Mia, Sleep". You pulled a face and started to cry. I didn't mean to make you cry but that incident proved to mummy that you definitely know when you are in trouble. Nevertheless, I know you still love me, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although mummy works five days a week, I make it a must to spend as much time as I can with you after I get home from work. Even when I'm eating, I would sit you beside me in your high chair while I eat. Lately though, it seems to want to have a taste of whatever I'm eating as you always smack your lips together or lick your lips with your tongue whenever I put food in my mouth. I guess that's one sign that you have to be weaned. Mummy has also realized for the past week, you have been waking up in the middle of the night and feeding like you haven't been fed all day. Sign number two, hunger in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my love marked a milestone for you. It was Day 1 of weaning you. Mummy made porridge for you for breakfast and you enjoyed it. It did change your sleeping pattern again but still you woke up in the middle of the night, hungry. So mummy is going to give you two feedings starting next week. Once in the morning and once around 6pm. Mummy hopes that will do the trick so you can sleep right through till morning. Mummy is currently trying to teach you sign language so when you are a little bigger and you still haven't found your words yet, you will be able to communicate with mummy. So far mummy is teaching you the sign for 'milk' which is basically just opening and closing of your hand, like you are squeezing something. Funnily enough, since I taught you that sign, everytime you breastfeed, you tend to do that sign on mummy's breast and if you are bottle feeding, you do it to your bottle. Coincidence? I don't think so. I think you know what the sign means. Such a baby-genius! Mummy's next goal is to teach you how to wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy has to go now and prepare for your "Half year birthday" party tonight. Love you loads my little pumpkin!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-7128783998776365424?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7128783998776365424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=7128783998776365424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7128783998776365424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/7128783998776365424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/05/half-year-old.html' title='Half A Year Old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ShtWWNGmycI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XxKH1KNkc0Q/s72-c/DSC07682a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5277702554497571663</id><published>2009-05-14T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:47:59.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smarty Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ShJH71SjwYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vSJ-PT_qGKM/s1600-h/cc2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ShJH71SjwYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vSJ-PT_qGKM/s320/cc2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337407601630232962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Daddy's Little Cupcake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At five and a half months, you can now officially crawl. Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy are so proud of you. Now, we would scattered your toys on the mattress and you would froggie crawl towards them. It is so cute to see you so determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you also know your "Round &amp;amp; Round the Garden" song. The moment mummy starts singing it, your body would come to a stand-still and you eyes would light up. Before I say the "Tickle tickle there!" part, you would start smiling coz I think you know the tickling comes next. I think Grandma has to take credit for that for singing that song to you everyday for the past 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lunchtime, mummy &amp;amp; daddy have been trying to teach you the word "NO". We were all sprawled on the bed and daddy lent you his phone to play with. But everytime you could pick it up, you would try and put it in your mouth. And everytime you did that, we would both say no. It kinda makes you jump when we say it, continuosly. Eventually, after a couple of times you understood and stopped putting the phone in your mouth. Daddy then asked you to pick up the phone and give it to him. Incredibly, that's exactly what you did. You are such a smart little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what new thing you will surprise us with in the days to come. We love you little one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5277702554497571663?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5277702554497571663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5277702554497571663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5277702554497571663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5277702554497571663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/05/smarty-pants.html' title='Smarty Pants'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ShJH71SjwYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vSJ-PT_qGKM/s72-c/cc2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8923010967918278766</id><published>2009-05-12T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:16:15.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend, we spent just relaxing, enjoying the day as it came. Now Mia can sit in her bath tub without me holding her and she enjoys playing with her rubber duckie during bath time. At lunch time we accompanied Grandma to the new port in Serasa to send off Uncle Azim and Auntie Suesue who were spending the weekend in Labuan. Then we went home. Mia spent the afternoon spending quality time with her daddy before he went off to his football match. As we were about to drop by to watch him play and bring his bottle of 100 plus, Mia fell asleep in the car, holding the plastic bag with her daddy's drink. Because Mia fell asleep, I decided to just make my way to Mia's grandparents house for steamboat. It was sort of a "Eve of Mother's Day" event and Mia got to spend a little time with her cousins, Alisha &amp;amp; Aqyra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sgkn1MsI2xI/AAAAAAAAAPc/h26b1syk0y8/s1600-h/DSC07600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sgkn1MsI2xI/AAAAAAAAAPc/h26b1syk0y8/s320/DSC07600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334839028489968402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bath Time with Mr. Duckie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sgkn1bO8sbI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bfwmLh23Wqo/s1600-h/DSC07603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sgkn1bO8sbI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bfwmLh23Wqo/s320/DSC07603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334839032394068402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Falling asleep holding daddy's drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Sunday, it was Mother's Day and Mia gave me the best mother's day gift ever. She let me sleep-in till Eleven in the morning. It was a lazy Sunday. Around 4-ish we made our way to Alai Zubaidah's place for Hi-tea with the KWC. Aaa...our weekly dose of Alai Z and Baby Zane which I always look forward to. I definitely had a blast with this gorgeous group of ladies and I'm sure Mia enjoyed herself too with all the ladies baby sitting her, especially Nadiah. She was so good with Mia. When we arrived home, mummy dropped by with her gift for baby Mia. A play Pen, let me rephrase that, a huge play pen. We set it up into an hexagon shape, put down a duvet and sprawl Baby Mia's toys all over. I sat her in there and she took to it almost immediately. Its relieving knowing she's safe and won't be crawling everywhere (once she can really crawl, that is). I love my mummy &amp;amp; Bapa for being so considerate and buying it for us. At the moment, we are keeping it in our room but in a couple of weeks time, when she can really crawl, its going in the TV room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgktoI7wnvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/57wUmsf7cq4/s1600-h/4225_206664865088_699205088_6861852_1665613_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgktoI7wnvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/57wUmsf7cq4/s320/4225_206664865088_699205088_6861852_1665613_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334845401213214450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia &amp;amp; Mummy on Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgktIlU4YdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/uU3wm7Mpt7g/s1600-h/DSC07623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgktIlU4YdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/uU3wm7Mpt7g/s320/DSC07623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334844859078959570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The HUGE play pen can fit Mummy, Daddy &amp;amp; Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia now has a habit. She tugs on her right ear and plays with it when she is sleepy and when she's having her evening feed. It's sooo cute. Also, when she feeds,  not only does she have the teat in her mouth, but she likes to put her thumb in her mouth too.  Go figure~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-8923010967918278766?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8923010967918278766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=8923010967918278766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8923010967918278766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/8923010967918278766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-weekend-we-spent-just-relaxing.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Weekend'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sgkn1MsI2xI/AAAAAAAAAPc/h26b1syk0y8/s72-c/DSC07600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-604090685426750204</id><published>2009-05-03T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:19:04.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia's May Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sgkn1MsI2xI/AAAAAAAAAPc/h26b1syk0y8/s1600-h/DSC07600.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgkSxFOUUmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/HWuKG3bNd0U/s1600-h/DSC07479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgkSxFOUUmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/HWuKG3bNd0U/s320/DSC07479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334815868022182498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia with her Aby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday, Mia got her weekly dose of her Aby and Baby Zane. Of course Mia's Aby is looking more gorgeous every week and Baby Zane is getting chubbier every week. I bet Mia can't wait till he gets a bit bigger so she can play with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgkSxfrrT-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/7GQzjA9MfL8/s1600-h/DSC07504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgkSxfrrT-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/7GQzjA9MfL8/s320/DSC07504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334815875124645858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Zane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Sunday, the day before Mia's Nini Bapa's Birthday which is actually on the fourth of May , we had a little family get together to celebrate his birthday at Villa Mauri. Mia was a good little girl and did not cry although we were out past her bed time. But the moment we got into the car to go home, she fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgkfoVbky-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/FmHWDI-cQ7A/s1600-h/DSC07508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgkfoVbky-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/FmHWDI-cQ7A/s320/DSC07508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334830011405093858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia at Villa Mauri having a taste of a flower petal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-604090685426750204?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/604090685426750204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=604090685426750204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/604090685426750204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/604090685426750204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/05/mias-may-days.html' title='Mia&apos;s May Days'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SgkSxFOUUmI/AAAAAAAAAPE/HWuKG3bNd0U/s72-c/DSC07479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5048717470272046515</id><published>2009-05-01T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:13:28.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sfqszz-YcNI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1kWJt8ETlvU/s1600-h/DSC04270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sfqszz-YcNI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1kWJt8ETlvU/s320/DSC04270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330763115071566034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Sick Little Feverish Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Tuesday Mia was feeling quiet warmish. I had a feeling she would be coming down with the fever and that night I was right. She was very hot by the time it was evening and acting very irritated and frustrated. Everytime I was able to get her to sleep, I'd put her down in her cot then ten minutes later she would wake up crying. For two nights she would only sleep on me and for those two nights, by early morning I would end up in her room, asleep, holding her in the feeding chair. I suspected she was teething since she was drooling way too much and she refused to take any milk from the bottle. All I could do was give her some Calpol, which helped reduce her temperature and keep a cold flanel on her forehead to try to keep her temperature down. On wednesday I bought the Cool Fever packs and am very happy with the result. They are much easier than using the wet towel plus they actually stick on Mia's forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Alhamdullillah she's much better. Last night, she did wake up and whimpered in pain but only that once around midnight. She then slept right through till about 5am and was restless. She seemed bored and couldn't sleep. Since I just had no energy to entertain her. I put on her Tigger and Pooh DVD and propped her up on a couple of pillows beside me. I think she fell asleep soon after because when I woke up later on, she was fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't check her gums yet to see if her tooth has grown but babycenter said it could be a couple more days yet. It aches to her in pain. I nearly cried when she was crying in pain but then again I'm just glad she's feeling better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5048717470272046515?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5048717470272046515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5048717470272046515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5048717470272046515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5048717470272046515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-fever.html' title='First Fever'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sfqszz-YcNI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1kWJt8ETlvU/s72-c/DSC04270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-2610183012889557082</id><published>2009-04-25T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:06:40.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfkU80b77BI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TUNREySYrMM/s1600-h/DSC04251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfkU80b77BI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TUNREySYrMM/s320/DSC04251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330314669070216210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"My Sweet Cherry Blossom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear Baby Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time has flown by too fast. Today you turn 5 months old. Another 1 more month and you'll be 6 months...that will be the time when mummy will start weaning you and you can have a taste of big-people food. But for now my love, you will still have milk,okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, you received two very special visitors, your Aunt Mimi and Kaka Arisha. They came and spent some time with you and kept you busy while mummy did some laundry. Then we spent the afternoon with your auntie mama, getting her ready for the arrival of little Hef. We went to Mothercare, Hua Ho and two furniture stores. Mummy spotted a nice mirror for your room which I might just get next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for your development, well, the first thing mummy realizes is that you are producing more and more saliva, teething is probably just around the corner. You can now roll over while you are sleeping and one thing you do nowadays is open your arms out, try to grab onto mummy or daddy's fingers and stand up. Thats all you prefer doing nowadays, try to stand up. I keep on telling daddy not to encourage you to stand yet. You need to learn to crawl, which you can nearly do. You need to be put on tummy time more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you found your feet a couple of weeks ago, only recently have you mastered putting your feet in your mouth. According to superstition, that means another baby is on the way so everytime daddy sees you do that, he'll say "No..." and pull your toes out of your mouth. Mummy really can't get over how smart you are though. A couple of nights ago, after putting you to sleep, mummy went out to buy some DVD's and left you at home with your nanny. Unfortunately you woke up and started crying. Your nanny said that although she attended to you, you still cried until daddy came into the room and held you. Suddenly you just stopped crying and started smiling and playing with daddy. Your nanny said, during the day, if you started crying like that and she attended to you, you would automatically stop. But during the night, you wouldn't. It seems that, during the night, you would only stop crying if mummy or daddy attends to you. It makes mummy wonder whether you already know that daytime is Nanny time and the Evening is Mummy-Daddy time. Even if you didn't know the difference, I still love how you've adjusted to our routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my love...happy 5th month birthday. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-2610183012889557082?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2610183012889557082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=2610183012889557082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2610183012889557082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2610183012889557082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/04/five-months-old.html' title='Five Months Old'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfkU80b77BI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TUNREySYrMM/s72-c/DSC04251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5993189454377282897</id><published>2009-04-14T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:49:35.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu Flu Go Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday you spent the day at your Auntie Sarinah's as usual. I'm sure you had a great time as your cousins were there to play with you, plus your Auntie Everly was there to accompany you too. On our way home, we dropped by your Uncle Rahman's place. Although they were on their way out to pick up the girls, we were able to spend a couple of minutes with your Uncle, Auntie and Abang Armand. Armand was so excited to see you that he started kissing you and pulling your pigtails. I don't think he didn't mean to hurt you, I think he was just excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfE1KBNQEwI/AAAAAAAAANk/p82cLfynZMk/s1600-h/DSC04149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfE1KBNQEwI/AAAAAAAAANk/p82cLfynZMk/s320/DSC04149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328098280394986242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"ArMia"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday mummy decided its time to get your first high-chair since you are growing up fast and it gets quite difficult to hole you and eat at the same time during dinner. On Sunday, mummy and daddy assembled the chair and put you in it. You looked all excited when we sat you in it. I'm glad you like it baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfE11aLO-8I/AAAAAAAAANs/Jh0qXhuSx4I/s1600-h/DSC04151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfE11aLO-8I/AAAAAAAAANs/Jh0qXhuSx4I/s320/DSC04151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328099025831787458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia's new high chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately love, yesterday you caught your first flu. I'm sorry you have to go through the coughing, sneezing and the runny nose but I guess its part of growing up. I know it must be quite difficult for you to breathe at night when you are sleeping hence the reason why you keep on waking up. It is really cute though that you go all softy and manja, seeking for attention because of your flu. Your immune system must be strong since you did not get any fever. I'm sure you'll feel better soon my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfE11tUqoeI/AAAAAAAAAN0/5G-GXlQ6eSI/s1600-h/DSC04166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfE11tUqoeI/AAAAAAAAAN0/5G-GXlQ6eSI/s320/DSC04166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328099030971621858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flu Flu Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love&lt;br /&gt;Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Mummy is estatic as now you can sit unaided and you can balance perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfE1J7xRU8I/AAAAAAAAANc/h4UvAArhjXs/s1600-h/DSC04079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfE1J7xRU8I/AAAAAAAAANc/h4UvAArhjXs/s320/DSC04079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328098278935450562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting perfectly balanced unaided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5993189454377282897?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5993189454377282897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5993189454377282897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5993189454377282897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5993189454377282897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/04/flu-flu-go-away.html' title='Flu Flu Go Away'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfE1KBNQEwI/AAAAAAAAANk/p82cLfynZMk/s72-c/DSC04149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5205730694264313201</id><published>2009-04-06T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:11:21.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolly Polly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdxbI0XUm9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/kq1SWHDC-lE/s1600-h/DSC04032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdxbI0XUm9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/kq1SWHDC-lE/s320/DSC04032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322229066698628050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdxbIvMFCMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/iXsrdLPeVRM/s1600-h/DSC04049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdxbIvMFCMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/iXsrdLPeVRM/s320/DSC04049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322229065309292738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdxYu5HoQ6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/bk5HfoO_lS4/s1600-h/DSC04058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdxYu5HoQ6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/bk5HfoO_lS4/s320/DSC04058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322226422275130274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy is enjoying her proud mummy moment again as you did your first roll over yesterday and I was there. Daddy came home on Friday so that night we had a very small celebration, very small. All three of us, including Uncle Ewan sat in the Lounge and daddy blew out his candle and cut his cake. His cake was a gift from your Auntie Sarinah. It was made of real chocolate made by Caroline, the late Auntie E's daughter. This cake has very special meaning for mummy because when mummy was younger, the late Auntie E used to make a similar cake and mummy could never get enough of it. So hopingly, when you can eat solids, you won't get enough of Auntie Caroline's chocolate cake. Auntie Sarinah was so sweet to order this particular cake for daddy's birthday.  I think she knew that I wanted to indulge in it more than daddy. We'll have to give your Auntie Sarinah a huge hug and plenty of wet kisses when we see her okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, before sending the part time maids home, we dropped by the mall to buy some stationary for mummy to complete your scrapping album. Of course we put you in your stroller and as usual you enjoyed the ride around the mall. We also bumped into your Grandma &amp;amp; Nini Bapa at the hotel coffee house and spend a couple of minutes with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we got you all dressed up so you could look adorable for your Mama. You spend time with your cousins, aunties and uncles. Food was yummy as usual and the company was great. The weekend was again, over but the night was not. You woke up early this morning, 5 am to be exact and you just did not want to sleep so mummy ended up entertaining you until it was time for me to get ready for work. Today, mummy dropped you off at your Grandma's as usual but today you will have your own personal nanny. I hope she treats you like mummy does, like a princess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfAbf3uMMfI/AAAAAAAAANU/QpGRgoUSWF4/s1600-h/DSC04003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SfAbf3uMMfI/AAAAAAAAANU/QpGRgoUSWF4/s320/DSC04003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327788593526878706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy's Cake cutting Nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5205730694264313201?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5205730694264313201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5205730694264313201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5205730694264313201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5205730694264313201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/04/rolly-polly.html' title='Rolly Polly'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdxbI0XUm9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/kq1SWHDC-lE/s72-c/DSC04032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-2143661780549119941</id><published>2009-04-03T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:17:04.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdwVXzWVOMI/AAAAAAAAAME/OprEUoD39uU/s1600-h/DSC03995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdwVXzWVOMI/AAAAAAAAAME/OprEUoD39uU/s320/DSC03995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322152358310131906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the play gym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Baby Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Daddy's birthday yesterday but unfortunately we were not able to spend it with him since he is in Singapore. Not to worry love, he will be back today so we can spend time with him tonight. Of course, since your daddy is not here, I spoil you a little more than usual. You have been sleeping with mummy for the past two nights and all mummy can say is, "My sweet pea, your officially a wriggler". You wriggle alot in bed but its cute. This morning you woke up before I did and started talking to yourself. As mummy got ready for work, I sat you up in bed and put on your Pooh DVD. One minute you were wide awake watching tv, then as we were about to leave, somehow you had slid down in a lying down position with your eyes closed. You were sleeping peacefully, so I thought. As I leaned down to pick you up, u opened your eyes and started smiling and giggling. I couldn't help but smile. It was like you were playing the fool with mummy, pretending to sleep. It still puts a smile on my face when I think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is flying by too fast, my love. You've accomplished sitting by yourself now although you need a little help to put you in the sitting position. You can balance by yourself. Yayyy! Unfortunately, nowadays you are eating less which is probably the reason why you look like you are losing weight...but actually you aren't. You're stretching out. Your grandma weighed you at the clinic the other day and you were only 6.9kg. You normally put on a kilo every month, but this month you've put on less than a kilo. It must be all those sit ups you've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how nowadays when I put you in your seat in the car, you start singing. I always put on Connie Talbot's CD in the car and you just love singing to some of her songs. Apparently you sang to one of Lionel Richie's songs in your Grandma's car too. At four months, I can proudly say you can officially pull down all three of your soft toys hanging over your bouncing chair then you suck on them and you also have a habit now of tapping my shoulder when I hold you yet what really puts a smile on my face is when you giggle when you hear me sneeze or cough. Nothing compares to that giggle of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next time I write my love, mummy &amp;amp; daddy loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-2143661780549119941?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2143661780549119941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=2143661780549119941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2143661780549119941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2143661780549119941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-baby-mia-it-was-daddys-birthday.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Away'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SdwVXzWVOMI/AAAAAAAAAME/OprEUoD39uU/s72-c/DSC03995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-5785206211912073502</id><published>2009-03-24T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T01:21:05.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Months Old Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sd2vzaGSRrI/AAAAAAAAANM/OZcVB2FLzhI/s1600-h/2636_57414204529_579964529_1383028_5042232_na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sd2vzaGSRrI/AAAAAAAAANM/OZcVB2FLzhI/s320/2636_57414204529_579964529_1383028_5042232_na.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322603632335668914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken during your photo shoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sd2u77xvDyI/AAAAAAAAANE/3AyXm601zbQ/s1600-h/8+march.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sd2u77xvDyI/AAAAAAAAANE/3AyXm601zbQ/s320/8+march.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322602679303606050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Mia Balancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dear Baby Mia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday sweetiepie! You're 4 months old today and it's buy-a-prezzie-for-Mia day as well as Monthly portrait day. Well we can buy your present today, but I think we will do your monthly portrait on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet little angel, firstly I think you must know that you always brighten up my days and make life even more worth living. I don't think I could a day without seeing you smile. Recently you have been quiet though, not as chatty as you once were and it got me a little worried. I sensed maybe you were bored with just Oohing and Aahing, then a couple of days ago, you started squealing, yes my love, you squeal in conversations and its just adorable. Today was the cutest though, we were sitting on the bed and your Grandma started talking with me and suddenly you started squealing and coo-ing trying to join in to the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, you could officially hold your soft toys, especially your rattle and change hands too. You do the same with your pacifier. One evening last week you started showing off to mummy how you could take out your dummy and put it back in your mouth. Although putting it back in your mouth is not something you have mastered yet, I assure you not to worry my love, practice makes perfect and for sure in a couple of days time it'll be as easy as ABC to put in and take out your dummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week, on the way home from Grandma's house, you learnt how to become a copycat. As usual on the drive home before your little cat nap in the car, you would chit chat with mummy by coo-ing, Ooo-ing and aahing or just blowing bubbles. I started pulling tongues and blowing bubbles at the same time and the funniest thing is that you did exactly the same. I'm convinced that your development is either right-on-track or just advanced for your age.&lt;br /&gt;At home, while mummy did some chores, I sat you in your bouncing cradle chair and to my surprise you got all excited. I think that since you could reach your hanging soft toys on your play mat at your Grandma's house, you were excited to try and reach your hanging toys on your chair too. Without any hassle, you reached for the three soft toys which proves your hand-eye coordination has definitely improved. Later on, I found one of the hanging toys beside you. I smiled proudly knowing you were able to detach the toy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby, you are growing up fast but try not grow up too fast, okay my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-5785206211912073502?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5785206211912073502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=5785206211912073502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5785206211912073502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/5785206211912073502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/03/four-months-old-today.html' title='Four Months Old Today'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sd2vzaGSRrI/AAAAAAAAANM/OZcVB2FLzhI/s72-c/2636_57414204529_579964529_1383028_5042232_na.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-2664624491270554292</id><published>2009-03-17T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:27:28.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An afternoon of Modelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScGfPcT2coI/AAAAAAAAAL0/u6VNCh4sCDk/s1600-h/2636_56600399529_579964529_1370653_3717623_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScGfPcT2coI/AAAAAAAAAL0/u6VNCh4sCDk/s320/2636_56600399529_579964529_1370653_3717623_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314704122920202882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Mia did a bit of modeling for Amy and Chee last Saturday. The pictures turned out great and the lil'baby model was oh so good. She only cried twice and that was to take a nap. They spent like 5 hours taking photos and I must say, the outcome was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScCfK3Ew4FI/AAAAAAAAALU/TYk-9IBpMqY/s1600-h/2636_56158079529_579964529_1362144_6323650_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScCfK3Ew4FI/AAAAAAAAALU/TYk-9IBpMqY/s320/2636_56158079529_579964529_1362144_6323650_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314422569228623954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Little Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScCfKyQMfnI/AAAAAAAAALM/S08X-5U4lrM/s1600-h/2636_56158089529_579964529_1362146_3720605_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScCfKyQMfnI/AAAAAAAAALM/S08X-5U4lrM/s320/2636_56158089529_579964529_1362146_3720605_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314422567934393970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Little Foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScCfkTHUy6I/AAAAAAAAALc/_zDMXXX_yQg/s1600-h/2636_56213619529_579964529_1362777_3119886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScCfkTHUy6I/AAAAAAAAALc/_zDMXXX_yQg/s320/2636_56213619529_579964529_1362777_3119886_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314423006252288930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shy Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScGYkJCMZKI/AAAAAAAAALs/ozJdbwJ1R1Y/s1600-h/2636_56655554529_579964529_1371781_3948921_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScGYkJCMZKI/AAAAAAAAALs/ozJdbwJ1R1Y/s320/2636_56655554529_579964529_1371781_3948921_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314696781941728418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Child of Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScGYkCqw2DI/AAAAAAAAALk/BSG8t8JWh-8/s1600-h/2636_56367414529_579964529_1365918_4902704_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScGYkCqw2DI/AAAAAAAAALk/BSG8t8JWh-8/s320/2636_56367414529_579964529_1365918_4902704_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314696780232841266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2608972561723017097-2664624491270554292?l=dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2664624491270554292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2608972561723017097&amp;postID=2664624491270554292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2664624491270554292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2608972561723017097/posts/default/2664624491270554292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearlilpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/03/afternoon-of-modelling.html' title='An afternoon of Modelling'/><author><name>Lil Peanut's Mum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04204031325468109487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/ScGfPcT2coI/AAAAAAAAAL0/u6VNCh4sCDk/s72-c/2636_56600399529_579964529_1370653_3717623_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2608972561723017097.post-8260653378850987944</id><published>2009-03-12T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:05:30.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stimulating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sbn_M_oya7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/xSN08srvlS0/s1600-h/DSC03965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sbn_M_oya7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/xSN08srvlS0/s320/DSC03965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312557834166234034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Princess Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About a month ago, Baby Mia started sleeping from 9pm to 6am. It was such a great achievement for her, as well as me. I also bought the Baby Monitor around that time so now we have been sleeping in our own bed (instead of in the TV room). Since then, there have been odd days where she sleeps earlier, like around 8pm and sometimes even later like at 10pm and she also woken up in the middle of the night for a feed. But most of the time she sleeps right through to the morning. I've also realized that she loves playing with her hair when she feeds, as if she's feeling the texture. Maybe, because of that her hair is flattening down. I'm so going to miss her "standing-up" hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sbn_NBVqqfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/p8AKQDJAJbQ/s1600-h/DSC03950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/Sbn_NBVqqfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/p8AKQDJAJbQ/s320/DSC03950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312557834622904818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mia &amp;amp; her Liza Minelli Look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, since it seems she can see now, she just too excited and playful to take her morning and afternoon naps. Even at night, she just doesn't want to sleep. Mummy says its like there's not enough hours in a day for her and she just wants to learn and grow up faster. Noooo....but anyways, I think I should try to work out a schedule for her to follow for when the maid comes, if she ever does. When she is awake though, I've been trying my best to stimulate her. I've got a couple of toys which have red in them and some that have music. When I'm not at work I like to put her in her bouncing cradle chair which has three types of soft toys hanging from the top. The chair used to be good just for her to sit in, but now, since the toys are in her reach, I believe it somewhat teaches her hand and eye coordination. I love watching her scrutinize either me or my mum when she sees what we wear. I've seen her eye me up and down and give me a look of disapproval because my top was not exciting enough for her to look at. She is a little madame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another game I play with her when we have our little quality time together is the "I love you" game. I would draw a heart on her face starting with half a heart on her right side first while saying "I" and then the other half of the heart on her left side while saying "love" and tapping her nose while saying "youuuuu". The response I get from her is hilarious. She actually says "Aaaaaaaaaaaa" which sounds alot like I. So, I guess so far my baby daughter can say I love you, without the love-you part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Mia is growing up too fast! She went for her "Month 3" Portrait the other day and my oh my, there are afew changes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SboFm2RiAwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YNrj2c3b_BE/s1600-h/n1326229749_30132365_3070216a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnaDxDCHJbg/SboFm2RiAwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YNrj2c3b_BE/s320/n1326229749_30132365_3070216a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_531256487
